It most certainly is cold. I'm dreading the snow, you know. Totally unnatural stuff, that.

It's not that I don't enjoy cooking. It's just that Thanksgiving is such a huge ordeal, menu-wise. It requires a week of preparation and even then I'll be in the kitchen all day.

As a rule, chefs hate holidays. We always have to work.

However, it won't be so bad if...wait, wait. I'm having an idea. A wonderful idea. A terrible, wonderful idea.

Rahne, darling, what can I bake you? You've just given a glorious idea and you deserve a reward!