I stood up proud. "You ready?" I asked. "You bet!" replied Miranda in her usual empty headed yet confident voice. I pulled out the oven tray and began to spray it with oil. "What are you doing?" Asked Miranda. "I'm spraying the tray with oil so the cookies won't stick. What does it look like?"
"You don’t need to spray it, you use baking paper? Baka!" And with that she hit me over the head with the paper roll. She ripped off a piece and placed it down on the tray.

"Now!" I began, "We need to mix in all the dry ingredients!" I pulled out the flour and began to tip it in a large bowl. "No!" shouted Miranda, "What the hell are you doing? Sieve the flour. SIEVE!" Feeling disgruntled, I did as she said. Maths I can ace, English I can ace, science I can ace, even Japanese I can ace, but cooking. No, just no. Miranda Finished mixing the dry ingredients and began to pour some nuts into the bowl. "Wait, nuts? I hate nuts." Miranda couldn't believe what I was saying. "What?" She gasped, "Nuts are the most fantastical food on Earth! You can't hate them. It's impossible."
"Uh, I think you'll find it's very possible."
"Nuh uh!"
"Yuh uh!"
"NUH UH!"
"YUH UH!"

And with I threw a hand full of flour at her face. She took her time to process what just happened, but once it clicked she did the same back to me. I looked around me at what ingredients we had lying around. I saw the nuts and I dropped them loose down her pants. She started dancing around the kitchen. I couldn't help but laugh. In fact, I laughed so hard that my skirt fell off! Neither of us was expecting that to happen, in fact, the moment it did we dropped to the floor in hysteria. By now the dog had discovered that there was food lying about unattended. Our cookie batch was ruined and the kitchen was a mess, but it didn't matter. Miranda had nuts in her pants.