As Tina handled the cooking tasks, Lina started to work on arranging for the ingredients, according to the required quantities.
"Tina, I am not sure about this! Every recipe has been given for different number of people. I am not sure, if I need to double the ingredients or triple them? Or shall I just add a bit extra of everything?" Lina was confused.
"I don't know, Lina. Just do what you think is best," Tina was already engrossed in rest of the cooking preparations.
"That's a very non-committal response. And, I have no doubt that when everything gets spoiled, I am going to get the full blame," sighed Lina and continued with the work.
Lina picked up the flour and poured it into a large purple mixing bowl. The splash back went up her nose, causing her to sneeze and throw the remaining flour all over herself.
This was not a good start and Lina was filled with an ominous feeling.
