[kaz receives a reply that tells him to meet in the kitchen.
when kaz enters, a typical robed figure is waiting on him. they have two thick, brown horns protruding form the hood and curling back over their head, and also a black, spade tail which flicks behind them.]
[they go about their business like they just didn't put on a sexy apron at all. they do everything by hand, but it seems like they're pretty skilled at making their way around the kitchen. the perfection is a bit sickening.]
Hmm. If not for the curry fair, I would have said a science. However, I believe the cooking itself is a science, and the resulting presentation afterward is an art.
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when kaz enters, a typical robed figure is waiting on him. they have two thick, brown horns protruding form the hood and curling back over their head, and also a black, spade tail which flicks behind them.]
And who told you that, may I ask?
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kaz beams.]
Sloth. Were they wrong? I was looking forward to your gourmet delights.
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[they motion for kaz to sit somewhere with a gloved hand.]
What is that you are craving?
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[he does take a seat, though!]
So is it cool if I leave it to you? The omakase course!
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So, if you will: please make a request.
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Then... what about sushi? I don't think I've had any for quite some time, and I do feel like there's a nigiri-shaped hole in my heart.
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What kind of sushi would you prefer? Would you like seaweed, or without?
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Just a little wasabi! Maybe some sashimi on the side? I won't complain!
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Do you prefer any particular ingredients?
[they are going to put on......a sexy apron over the robes while waiting.]
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[kaz stares, blinks, and stares.]
Uh, what's with that?
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[they go about their business like they just didn't put on a sexy apron at all. they do everything by hand, but it seems like they're pretty skilled at making their way around the kitchen. the perfection is a bit sickening.]
It would not do to get my robes messy.
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[they have not
spilled or splattered a single thing yet.]
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[it's. so exacting.]
Do you really like cooking...?
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[this sounds like an afterthought.]
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I thought cooking was about creating something... you know, delicious?
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Hmm. If not for the curry fair, I would have said a science. However, I believe the cooking itself is a science, and the resulting presentation afterward is an art.
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[he's been distracted]