"Jett, how's the Cibo coming?" asked a female penguin, putting a block of wood into a fireplace. "Oh, Ummmm.... It's... Doing good," detto Jett. "I sure hope it is," detto the female, heading down to a small kitchen. She knew it, the cucina was a mess. Pots strewn about on the ground, the zuppa di pesce was burnt, the pasta too soft, and the ham was charred to blackened ash. "I got it Hannah," detto Jett. "Uh, no, te don't have it, this place is a dump, I think I should take it from here," detto Hannah. "No!! I have a plan!!" detto Jett. "Oh, is that plan to go out and order take out from some fancy...
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