"Mmmm."  Cassie twists a strand of hair around her fingers.  "Must be- taking some getting used to."

"I- yeah. Haven't really. Had to. Before now."

Cassie's been getting slowly tenser, which is probably obvious from the hug by this point.  "Well, if- you ever feel like it's- if you want to go slower you can- I-"  She runs her free hand through her hair and huffs out a breath.  "Probably not a before breakfast decision, anyway?"

"-Yeah, probably not."

"Couchward?  We could watch another episode of Bill Nye while we eat?"

"I'd like that?"

"Mmkay."  She sets her plate on her lap for easier transport.  "After breakfast, I think I have a job task you could help me with, if you're up for it?"

She nods. "I- yes. That would. Be good."

Cassie nods.  "So, I want to put in a grocery order, and it'll go faster with two people- once we're done, could you look through the cupboards an' the fridge an' call out what we're out of?"

She nods. "Yes, I- I think I can do that."

"Cool, thank you."  Another tiny squeeze, and couchward!

Couchwards! Eating?

Eating!

Cassie needs to unhug in order to transfer from chair to couch and get Bill Nye up and running, but once that's done she settles back on the couch, ready to attempt Eating While Cuddle.

Blaze proves to be pretty adept at eating one-handed as well.

Cassie gets a bit of egg on her skirt at one point, but she seems unbothered. 

Bill Nye explains fossils!

Once they're both done eating, Cassie lets it run to the end of an episode and then hits pause.  "Mmkay, grocery time?"

"I- yes," Blaze agrees, a little reluctantly getting to her feet, gathering the dishes as she does so.

Cassie hesitates, then shifts back to her chair and follows.  "You wash, I'll dry?  Or vice versa?"

Blaze stills for a moment, then nods. "Yeah. Sure. Either?"

"I'll dry, then, if you don't mind?  Since I'm more used to where things go."

"I- yes. Sure. That's- that's fine."

Between the two of them they can get the dishes taken care of in short order, and Cassie heads back to the laptop and switches to her own account.  "Okay, got the grocery list up- ready when you are?"

Blaze starts looking through the cupboards.

There's... well, there's a lot of poptarts.  And boxed mac n' cheese, and canned ravioli, and a dusty spice rack that looks like it may have come with the building.

The fridge is a little more promising, or at least more occupied- the Indian leftovers, a half-full pizza box, a few individual sodas, the gallon of milk (now half-empty), something of dubious vintage in a Chinese takeout container, bread and peanut butter and two kinds of jam, mustard and ketchup, and one rather wilted-looking leek lost in the back.

Blaze starts calling things out. She disposes of anything that is past edible, and makes a careful request for fresh vegetables and such like. She also requests rice and pasta - not the kinds that come in cans.

Cassie repeats everything to confirm it as Blaze calls it out, and apologizes when she gets to the former takeout.  "So they've got like five kinds of tomatoes, any preference or should I just go with what's on sale?"