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How about I teach you? In exchange for your help on the bookshelf...

Well I'd appreciate it. I really need to learn how to cook, I haven't got a clue how to make anything other then beans on toast and Yorkshire puddings.

Beans on toast? [Have a look Gabe, Sam thinks that's weird.] So, is this just like general cooking for yourself or for someone else?

Beans on toast. It's so good, with a bit of cheese on top! You yanks don't know what you're missing.

Well uh. Kinda both? I'd like to eventually make something for Jeanne-Marie but I think I have to start small.

What kind of beans?

[Sam smirks.]

Who's Jeanne-Marie? And...what sorts of things do you like to eat? Nothing packaged or out of a can...

Oh just baked beans.

Well uh... I guess... She's sort of my girlfriend? I think. I'm not sure.
That's all I like though! Of course it's all I can cook. So that's probably why I like it.

Girlfriend. [Sam smirks.] That's great.

And yeah...beans...we need to fix that. Like a lot.

Well uh, we haven't really defined anything or, that sort of thing yet. Sorry...

What's wrong with beans!?

It's still great to find someone that might be more, right?

I'm going to grab groceries and we're cooking. You aren't like opposed to anything like meat are you?

Yeah it is. She's lovely Sam. There's just so much about her that's fantastic... I'd like her to hang around for quite some while yet.

No I enjoy meat quite a bit. Especially chicken.

Tell me about her...I'm curious.

Chicken it is.

I, I don't want to bore you.

Well I mean we can have what you like. You're the one teaching me.

I'm interested, Gabriel, or I wouldn't have asked.

Chicken. Shush.

Well... She's a woman that I meet about a month ago. Her name is Jeanne-Marie and... she's wonderful Sam. She's smart, and old fashioned like me, and she's beautiful. The most beautiful woman I've ever seen. I... She makes me feel amazing...

Well I want you to enjoy it.

She sounds wonderful. And your whole face lights up when you talk about her.

It's my recipe! I'll like it.

Yes, you do.

I just... I really do like her, I'm sorry... I shouldn't go on about her. I know you're not interested.

What is it? Is it hard to cook?

What're you implying? That Jeanne-Marie wont like steak and cheese stuffed baguettes?

I'm not implying it, I'm stating it as fact.

To be honest it's for the best. I really can't imagine that eating this sorta stuff is good for me. Even if I'm not fat, I'm not really healthy either.

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So I'll teach you, then.

Gabe! I am very interested! Talk away. I am sure I babble entirely too much about Mark for your liking.

Not hard at all. Very basic. Everyone should know how to make a few simple dishes. Simple, but impressive.

Well do you maybe want to come over this weekend? I'll spend some extra money on meat and stuff so we can experiment?

Naw, he's a friend so that's okay! I like to hear about friends being happy!

Well that's okay then. Simple is good. I don't even really know the basics of cooking.

No, no. You come over to my place. That way whatever we cook, if there's too much, we can feed to the others.

So do I. Which means, feel free to talk about the girl you like. I'm interested.

Can you boil water?

Oh probably a good idea!

Though I don't want to poison your loved ones.

Yup.

You won't.

Well. I could go on forever. Really I... I really like her.

Sorta! Most of the time I over boil though.

Honestly I forget you live with a tun of people.

I might, or at least make them have to use the loo for days afterwards.

One of whom I don't think we CAN poison even if we try.

Maybe we should have them be the taste tester!

His palette is not exactly refined, but yes, lets.

Well I have no taste either so I can't really be the judge of my own food. I may have been living in America for years but I still like my food hearty and bland.

I'm guessing you've taken her out on a date?

Okay...so you need like the basic, basics. When do you have time?

I warn you, he swears a lot.

A couple of times. I sort of rushed things a little... I kissed her the other day. Which is quite a step for me...

I have all summer, mostly, evenings work better so I can try and make some money in my shop.

I don't really understand that.

He's from Jersey.

Suddenly it makes so much more sense. Well I guess I could deal with it so long as he doesn't swear at me.

He will. Also his grammar is awful.

Define awful?

If it felt like the right thing to do, it wasn't rushing it. I mean unless she smacked you or something.

Sounds good. How about I come by tomorrow evening and we'll work on not burning water?

Um no, but she was a little drunk. I didn't even know she drank! But, I guess it was a little like an ice breaker.

Sure if you're not too busy.

Well, you look like a happy man. Good for you.

Nope. Not to busy.

Well I've always been pretty happy! I think it beats the alternative.

Sounds good then. I'll tidy up the place. With two people teaching me I'll be Gordon Ramsay by the end of the summer!

He says, 'yous guys' a lot.

Ha that's just a Jersey thing!