"You know how to make dango, don't you?" Dan asked, his muscular arms crossed over his chest. "Do you want me to show you?"
Mimosa smiled nervously, "Well, I've made it a couple times, and watched lots of videos on how it's done, so I'd say yes." She wanted to impress Dan with her cooking skill and feared messing up something he was so good at.
Dan nodded, motioning towards his workbench with all the ingredients laid out. "Go ahead, show me what you can do. I'll point out where ...
