(ooc everyone: I know this is almost too out of character for Hana but when she's with Jez, her personality changes a bit because she's known Jez all her life. With other people, she's different because she hasn't known them that long. If you noticed this all happened after Kevin left. just a side note...)
A goofy smile once again crossed Hana's face. "Okay, Kevin."
Jez waited till he left the room before scoffing at Hana with a snort, "Oh, give me a break..." Her voice trailed off as she stared at the chicken, running through Kevin's directions in her mind.
"What's that suppose to mean?" Hana crossed her arms, making herself look more like Jez. "That's quite insulting you know, whatever it was."
Jez placed a finger on her chin and tapped lightly as she tried to piece everything together. Once she got it, she grinned happily before answer Hana. "You know very well what it means. That goofy look on your face makes you look sillier the normal, you know that? What's that about, anyway?"
Hana huffed, "I have no idea what you're talking about, thank you very much. Now, are you going to let me help or are you doing this all on your own? You know, Kevin's been giving me lessons so I should at least be able to help."
Mocking Hana, Jez rolled her eyes, "Exactly, you had a chance. I've never cook before so I want to try. So, go away." She waved her hand in an ushering movement towards the living room. "I'm quite fine here by myself. Now, where's that flour...?" She mumble under her breath as she searched around. "Oh, this is impossible."
"It's right here, sis. NOW, are you going to let me help?" Hana held the bag of flour in her hands in a proud fashion. "I'm not going to let you order me around. I'm a big girl."
"Please, you just want to do it to impress Kevin." Jez batted her eyes lashes, Whereas, I just want to try cooking for the first time in my life.She made a grab at the flour. "Hand it over and let me finish."
Hana held onto the flour, "No. Not until you say I can help."
They both held on tightly to the bag of flour, glaring at each other. Hana knew all to well that it was just a competition to prove who was better then the other but she wasn't going to let Jez win. The thought of what it looked like crossed her mind too. If anything, she could imagine it looking like two cats fighting over a mouse, the mouse being the bag of flour. She was so deep in thought contemplating it, that Jez pulled roughly, yanking the flour out of Hana's hands. Hana fell backwards, and landed with a small thud. Some flour escaped and fell like snow on Hana who then growled, "Oh, now I have to clean it."
"Oh, stop being a baby." Jez had turned her attention back to the chicken, ignoring Hana.
Opening her mouth to respond, Hana changed her mind and got to her feet. "Fine, I'm not stooping to your level. I'm going to go change before I clean."
As she left, she heard Jez laugh, "Too late! You're already at my level."
Hana sighed, realizing she had been so childish and felt embarressed. She walked to the bedroom door and knocked, "Um, Kevin, I need to change. There was a bit of an...accident in the kitchen. Can I can grab some clothes real quick?"