"More than," he says fondly, still laughing, "as I'm sort of a crap cook."
Sure, cooking is chemistry and he's great at chemistry, but he's also fairly easily distracted and driven to experiment in a way that's innovative for science and possibly disastrous for meals. Not that he couldn't bang out something impressive if the circumstances called for it, because he's a showy bastard, but most of the time he doesn't really bother.
He starts to sit up, running a hand through his rumpled hair and stretching unselfconsciously like a pleased cat.
"Remind me to show you where the good crepe trucks are sometime. There's one that's round Bart's every Thursday, but most of the staff don't seem to know about it, which is a shame."
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Sure, cooking is chemistry and he's great at chemistry, but he's also fairly easily distracted and driven to experiment in a way that's innovative for science and possibly disastrous for meals. Not that he couldn't bang out something impressive if the circumstances called for it, because he's a showy bastard, but most of the time he doesn't really bother.
He starts to sit up, running a hand through his rumpled hair and stretching unselfconsciously like a pleased cat.
"Remind me to show you where the good crepe trucks are sometime. There's one that's round Bart's every Thursday, but most of the staff don't seem to know about it, which is a shame."