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She Was My Hot Tomato Heaven Scent
She Was My Hot Tomato Heaven Scent
“Hey this is the commissary kitchen and I am a cook, not a skin flick actress.”
“You wouldn’t really knife me.”
“It is a butter knife as a show of force but harmless. You aren’t afraid of a mere woman are you?”
“That blade could scar me for life.”
“You are acting like a girl. Be a man and quit fretting like a woman who broke her fingernail.”
“If you put down that steel I’ll give you a kiss.”
“Making a pass at me is pretty daring for a man
who equates a butter spreader with a dagger.”
“That little table knife looks less menacing as your femininity looks more compelling.”
“Well if you want sugar, spice, and all things nice then you’ll find it in the pastry I am desperately trying to keep from burning in the oven.”
“Those crepes smell too good to let burn.”
“Listen, a silent movie from the nineteen twenties is showing at the theater. We can be the voice-over when you woo me with clever words instead of a come on.”
“Hey this is the commissary kitchen and I am a cook, not a skin flick actress.”
“You wouldn’t really knife me.”
“It is a butter knife as a show of force but harmless. You aren’t afraid of a mere woman are you?”
“That blade could scar me for life.”
“You are acting like a girl. Be a man and quit fretting like a woman who broke her fingernail.”
“If you put down that steel I’ll give you a kiss.”
“Making a pass at me is pretty daring for a man
who equates a butter spreader with a dagger.”
“That little table knife looks less menacing as your femininity looks more compelling.”
“Well if you want sugar, spice, and all things nice then you’ll find it in the pastry I am desperately trying to keep from burning in the oven.”
“Those crepes smell too good to let burn.”
“Listen, a silent movie from the nineteen twenties is showing at the theater. We can be the voice-over when you woo me with clever words instead of a come on.”
Published 7th Nov 2022
| Edited 14th Nov 2022
Author's Note
The photo is a still frame from a silent movie from 1924. The movie was about a woman whose son got blinded accidentally by a man whom she grew to loathe. However, a priest prays for the son and he regains his sight. So the movie ends happily. The movie was lost and no copies are available now. The movie was produced by an almost all-women group and I expect that was a milestone for women in the film industry. It is now in the public domain. I wrote the dialogue to match the image.
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8th Nov 2022 1:50am
The title drew me in.
Loved all of the witty banter and how it completely matched
the tone of the picture.
Also enjoyed how she made him work it. haha
Totally enjoyed this scene:)
Loved all of the witty banter and how it completely matched
the tone of the picture.
Also enjoyed how she made him work it. haha
Totally enjoyed this scene:)
8th Nov 2022 2:19am
Adelphina, I adore you and your appreciation of this work. Indeed, I am so glad it was entertaining as that was my hope. It started with the photo and the words came from there. And she sure made him work it. In the end, she stood her ground. Thank you so much, my friend. You made my night.
John
John
