Old Mr. Jarvis had just finished wrapping two pieces of candy when the phone rang. Estelle picked up the smartphone; it was a video call from Old Mr. Quintin. Wiping flour off his hands, Old Mr. Jarvis chuckled, "I'll leave the rest to you. Time for a chat with Old Mr. Quintin."

"Don't worry, sir. I'll wrap them up," Mr. Justin said with a grin.

With Old Mr. Jarvis stepping outside for the call, excitement buzzed in the air among the others.

"Let's give it a go!" Estelle suggested.

Sylvia was eager, "Sure, but I'll need a crash course!"

Estelle admitted, "Me too, but it looks easy enough."

Jonathan chimed in with a smile, "Let's dive in! Mr. Justin can handle rolling out the dough. We'll do the stuffing."

The group washed their hands and gathered around the table, ready to make ravioli.

Mr. Justin rolled the dough while the others took turns stuffing. Jonathan and Gabriel took on the task of wrapping the coin-filled ravioli and tofu ravioli. Soon, the tray was filled with various ravioli, each unique in shape.

What seemed easy at first proved to be quite the challenge.

No one dared to laugh at each other's attempts because, frankly, none looked better than the other.

lightly. "We can each identify our own creations. Let's eat

to hold back a laugh, showed Jonathan her ravioli.

that's where the phrase 'letting the cat

Laughter filled the room.

pinching the ravioli shut, "Don't use

caught on quickly, her technique improving

of Estelle's progress, lamented how her ravioli "lay" flat

to make them stand?"

you,"

skeptically, "Yours

darkening for

quickly added, "It's

filling. Bend your fingers like this, creating an arc. Then, cup

stoni

presence and the warmth of his arms around her, Sylvia hardly absorbed

"Got it?" Gabriel asked.

snapped back

with

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