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"Okay! Leave it to me!" Anh Sang then began the task of looking around for spare foods that nobody was using, opening up the lower cupboards and containers that she could actually reach. The fridge was the most obvious place to start looking, of course, so she did check it pretty early on and came up with two bags of shiny red apples. She was very pleased with that find and put it on the counter top to keep track of.

Since she'd made cookies before, she thought she should probably find walnuts plus the other normal cookie ingredients. The problem was that cookie stuff was mainly flour and all of the white stuff tended to look the same to her. So after opening a few cupboards and staring at the labels without understanding at all, she just grabbed a few packages of stuff and put them next to the apples anyways. Maybe it would be okay. At least one of them would probably turn out to be right.

As she looked for walnuts, however, Anh Sang came to the slow realization that she actually had no idea what walnuts looked like. But nuts were nuts so she just did the same thing as she had with the powders and just set a few packages of stuff on the counter, looking highly unsure with herself.

"Um, are these right?" She asked Wei, pointing to the objects. "Some of the labels are weird to me."

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"Um." She thumped gently on her forehead with the side of her fist. "I can't really spell "flour" all that well. I kind of forget how to sometimes." It didn't help, too, that sometimes the flour just wasn't labelled at all. Some kinds of flour also liked hiding the word around in this sea of other names and such and it was just so confusing!

"I'm not really sure if I found any walnuts either," Anh Sang said, scrunching up her face. "I don't really know what they look like? They're round and brown, I guess, but that's a lot of other nuts, too."

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"Pi-sta-chi-o." She was slurring the pronunciation a bit but it was still clearly what it was. Anh Sang had never heard of those before and she leaned in closer to get a look at the green nut inside before Wei ate it. As the boy went to look for flour, she stuck her hand into the bag and tried to crack open one of the nuts herself, using her fingernails to pry it open. She popped it in her mouth.

"It tastes a bit funny," she commented. "Not a bad funny, I think?" She chewed more slowly. All in all, she thought she just felt a bit "meh" about it. It wasn't bad but it wasn't great either. "Apples make everything taste good but I don't know. Are there any other types of nuts around?"

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Macademias sounded like something that were, like. From an island school in the middle of somewhere. Which pretty much fit the description of Manta Carlos, actually, so Anh Sang was slowly convincing herself that this was probably something that needed to happen. Wei was an older student, too, so he probably knew better than her, anyways.

"Apples go with everything, mac-a-dem-i-as go with everything, I think it's perfect!" Anh Sang declared. "Do we have enough, though?" This was one of the vaguest questions ever, considering that she didn't even know how many she wanted to make. Except that it was probably "a lot."

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Oh, good! They were back to the metric system now! Anh Sang went to dig around for measuring cups, going back to the cupboards she had already opened. As she did, however, she found another problem. The same one that they'd already had.

Why was nothing in metrics? She glanced over at Wei but he seemed to be doing just fine without. So maybe they didn't need measuring cups, then? That was a neat skill! Her Mommy could do that, too, but Anh Sang had never been good at it.

"None of the cups are right," she reported back, coming back to Wei's side. "Is there anything else we need for this, though?"