[i]He wanted to[/i] cook [i]this? Hmph,[/i] she thought, turning back to the fire that was slowly dying out. Dianna blew harder on the fire with a bigger flame erupting from the campfire. She took one of the sticks and stabbed the steak, then put it over the fire. The steak cooked rather quickly, and once it turned brown Dianna took it out of the fire's range, flopping it back down on the stone plate. She stared at the steak for a few seconds then put her elbow on her thigh, leaning on her hand. Dianna gave Rasputin a 'Are you happy now?' type of look, then turned back to the fire.