"Well I guess that could work too," Monic mumbled into the phone, sounding unconvinced but attempting to be positive.

"Okay, are you making the sauce, or do you have an instant packet of it?" Monic asked. I looked through the cupboards, sure that I saw a bolognaise sauce packet somewhere in them the other day.

"Aha! Got you!" I yelled when I finally found it.

"Everything okay there, Case? You sound like you're chasing a rat that's hiding in your cupboards or something." ...