[ well, donna makes step one easy enough. he grabs a couple of packages of ground beef, unsure how many they'll really need. four? is four a good number? and he's, of course, grabbed the all-organic stuff, from cows that weren't fed any hormones or GMOs or whatever, because that's what alfred buys, probably.

he laughs when she returns, though, puts his hands up as if in surrender. ]

I can't believe you think I'd do that. [ switching to ground turkey, announcing her kryptonite. even though he basically did do the latter. ] Has anyone ever told you that you have a problem?

[ js ]

What is there to feel about stuffed peppers?