Part 825: Morgan A

Er, h-hello, Severa...

What? What is it? Why are you cowering or whatever?

Oh, just... Well, after the other day, I thought you were... a little upset?

Upset? Me? Oh no! Noooooo, sir. ...Nope. I mean, if you say my stew was missing something, then it was.

Um, that sounds really sarcastic.

Oh, you don't say?

Er, yeah. So does that, actually. Anyway, um, I don't know if you care, but I think I know what the stew needed. It tasted like you were going through the motions of cooking instead of... cooking.

...That's the dumbest thing I've ever heard, Morgan!

No really, hear me out. When cooking for someone, your feeling for them naturally flow into the food! Cooking isn't just about following a recipe. It's a form of expression! Anyway, that's what was missing from the stew, I think. It was emotion.

Well, gee. I'm sorry that your stew lacked emotional gravitas!

You know, if you ever want to cook with feeling, I'd love to try it out.

Oh yeah? Any old feelings? ...Or how about my feelings for you?

Er... I'm not sure quite what you mean.

What about feelings of annoyance and outrage at having my cooking insulted? Or perhaps my incredulity at your having the gall to then eat it all afterward? What sort of flavors do you think THOSE might add? Huh, Mr. Master Chef?!

Eep! S-sorry! I'm sorry! Please don't make me eat all that!

Ah ha ha ha!

Noooooooo!

Oh, stop it. I'm not actually going to poison you.

Yeah, but I can imagine you "accidentally" using way too much chili powder.

Hah! Now THAT is a great idea!

...Oh gods. What have I done?