JJ grabbed a pair of oven mitts and took out the dish. She set it on the stove top to check it. Pulling off the tinfoil, she cut into the chicken to see if it was cooked all the way through.
“smells good,” spencer said, leaning against the counter.
JJ looked at him. “Well I hope it tastes good.”
“i’m sure it will,” he laughed. “i’ll let them know it’s ready.” spencer walked into the living room.