Benedict can't even imagine being so skilled with knives. He tries to remember the last time he actually tried to cook, and how mincing garlic had proven to be harder than it seemed. He even buys mangoes and watermelon pre-sliced to save himself the hassle.

He wonders if Silver likes to listen to her talk because he likes her. He won't ask, of course, that's rude.

"It's always nice to listen to someone talk about what they enjoy. Do you do something else besides cook for hopeless socialites?"