[Don't worry, Aya, you have an expert nearby, willing to swoop in and help save the day. Ann winces when she catches a glimpse of the marshmallow's charred remains, and she invites herself to scoot over and offer her assistance.]

You have to hold them just a little bit higher— it takes longer, but that's how you pull it off without letting them catch on fire. I have trouble waiting sometimes, personally.

[She offers a lopsided smile, along with a shrug.]

Sometimes I just eat them when they're half-done, instead. Or without toasting them at all!

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