The following snippet was just a practice in writing a ficlet using only dialogue. It should give you an idea of Molly's character. Not to mention Ezra's.
Fine cuisine
"See Ez, I don't have a sophisticated palate like you, therefore my cooking abilities reflect that."
"Miss Molly, I have nothing against your repertoire of recipes. I was just commenting on the fact that I have not had Japanese in quite a while. There is nothing wrong with having fine cuisine now and then."
"Key words? 'Now and then.' 'Sides, sushi is fish, not 'fine cuisine'."
"And that is a problem, why?"
"F-I-S-H. Fish, Ezra. I can't get any plainer than that. And not just any fish - raw fish. Sorry, can't do that. If you want raw fish, catch it yourself. 'Cause I ain't preparing it."
"Am not."
"Ain't"
"Am…"
"Will you two stop it? You act like an old married couple.
"Us married? Not likely. He's not my type"
"And what would your type be? The beer bellied couch potato?"
"Certainly not someone like you, Mister emotional Jack Ass."