[These were just basic brown potatoes, the kind Rin knew were more common in America and parts of Europe than anywhere else in her neck of the woods. But they worked for the purposes of getting people fed, and were a little hardier than what she was used to.

She's working on them right now, peeling the large brown roots with nothing but a small paring knife, but doing so expertly, moving in spirals around the outer skin.]

Mnn... croquettes shouldn't take too long. [That was more to herself than to him] We got some corn the other day, so get that and start pullin' the husks off, 'kay?