"Pandora, are you seriously going to teach me how to cook? Do you even know how to cook well enough to teach me?" I ask Pandora while we're in the kitchen. She's already had a shift in personality, and after spending three days apart to give me time to calm down, she came back completely changed.
"Yes, Azraelith! I think I can teach you some great recipes. Come here, I have everything we need — ingredients, tools, and whatever else you might need," she says while her tail holds a cleaver.
"...Haa... fine." I approach her as she grins with excitement, like she can barely wait to "teach" me how to cook, though I genuinely have doubts about her abilities.
"Perfect! Today we'll make a fried steak with sauce, and pasta as the main dish! They're fairly simple things, aside from the sauce I'll be using. I don't know how to cook anything too fancy, but simpler stuff like this I've learned."
