[True to his word, Lelouch sends his quiche recipe(s) to Ayaka's inbox at some point during the pot luck, likely around when he's people-watching. The instructions are... perhaps somewhat worryingly precise. Like, a lot. Are you prepared to measure ingredients to three decimal places? Because that's where the bar has been set, strap yourself in, and yes, he's transcribing all of this basically from memory, what of it?
At the conclusion of his instructions, he'll leave the following words of... encouragement?]
People seem willing to eat just about anything in this city, so I wouldn't worry about any failed attempts. They'll vanish into someone's gullet eventually.
I suppose I should take that as encouragement, but I would never wish to give anyone a product of my failure.
[ She may not look like it, but she is a perfectionist! Probably difficult to be one when she's good at everything she does, anyway. Cooking is not really her strong suit, though. ]
Thank you for the recipes, regardless. I shall do my best to make these as closest as possible to what I was able to taste.
(* ^ Ο ^)
he's been... less rude to her than he is to most people sort of!
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At the conclusion of his instructions, he'll leave the following words of... encouragement?]
People seem willing to eat just about anything in this city, so I wouldn't worry about any failed attempts. They'll vanish into someone's gullet eventually.
he's so good to her (sorta)
[ She may not look like it, but she is a perfectionist! Probably difficult to be one when she's good at everything she does, anyway. Cooking is not really her strong suit, though. ]
Thank you for the recipes, regardless. I shall do my best to make these as closest as possible to what I was able to taste.
(* ^ Ο ^)
he's been... less rude to her than he is to most people sort of!
[And... yep, apparently we're leaving it there, thanks Lelouch.]