Dinner is an absolute hit. Jeffrey has treated us to a ratatouille with tofu and smothered in emmenthal. He is also responsible for the salad of fresh greens, strawberries and pistachios,, and the broccoli cooked in a spicy peanut sauce. There is also pasta to be served under the ratatouille.
"Tell us this won't be the only time you cook for us, Jeffrey", says Francois., who has moved with his plate to the sofa where he is flanked by Chelsea and Sarah.
"I could live in this kitchen, Franky."
"That's Francois to you, young man."
"Okay, Mister Fancy Pants. Francois. And I do happen to be a decade older than you."
"What did you just call me?"
"Mr. Fancy Pants."
"Hey that works", says Carl with a mouthful of ratatouille.
"No it doesn't", says Francois. "and it better not stick..."
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