In Marinette's house and the kitchen, her parents and Luka get dinner ready. Tonight, they're having spaghetti and meatballs. Sabine and Marinette make the salad, Luka puts the pasta noodles in the boiling pot and lets it sit, and Tom makes pasta sauce.
Sabine: (making the garden salad) Uh, Luka, do you mind helping me make the meatballs?
Luka: Sure, Sabine. *He washed his hands and helped Sabine roll the meat into ball form. Tom tastes the sauce and it's just right. But he added a little bit more parsley to the sauce. *
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Tom: The sauce is done. I'll check on the breadsticks. *He opened the oven, put his oven mitt on, got the pan out, and the breadsticks were golden brown and light. * They're done.
Sabine: Perfect. Marinette, why don't you and Luka set the table?
Marinette: Okay, let's go. *They grab 6 plates, 6 cups, 6 forks, and 6 knives from pantries and drawers and set the table too. * I'm excited about your birthday.
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Luka: Really?
Marinette: Yeah. How old will you be?
Luka: 16 tomorrow.
Marinette: Hmm, I'm only 14. Is it a little weird for the age difference for both of us?
Luka: No, why would it be weird?
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Marinette: (twiddling her fingers) Just wondering, that's why.
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Luka: Age difference doesn't affect me, Marinette. Neither to both of us. I love you, that's all that matters. *He kissed her forehead. * Okay?
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Marinette: Okay.
Sabine: There. You can start on these now.
Tom: Alright. *He holds the pan of meatballs and puts them in the second boiling pot of hot water. Sabine put the salad bowl in the center of the table and she looked at the table. *
Sabine: It looks great, you two. Thank you.
Marinette: You're welcome, mom. *Soon, her phone rang, it was Alya. * I better take this. I'll be right back. *She goes upstairs and answers her phone. * Hey.
Alya: Juleka told us everything. Are you dating Luka now?
Marinette: Yeah. We are.
Alya: He hasn't found out about the present?
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Marinette: Not a clue. Luckily his birthday is tomorrow. I'll have to surprise him tomorrow.
Alya: Oooh, taking your relationship to the next step, huh?
Marinette: Not the next level. I want to surprise him with something nice for tomorrow.
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Alya: Oh I see what you mean.
Marinette: Better get going, talk to you later.
Alya: Alright, tell me everything tomorrow.
Marinette: Okay. See ya. *She hung up and headed downstairs. *
