Takeshi senses were currently being overwhelmed by the grill in front of him; the sound of the stakes sizzling, and the smell of the felt like heaven to him. This is where he truly belonged; in the kitchen, not out fighting. But alas, it was not to be. While the guild provided him with a place to sleep and a kitchen to work in, it also required him to actively fight crime, something he was far better at then he wanted to be. However for now, he could take solace in his sanctuary

"Now lets see..." he mused to himself as he looked through the spice rack "oh! This would be just wonderful" he said to himself as he took out a bottle of some spice. Gingery sprinkling it over the cooking slabs of meat, he waited a few minutes for it to sink in before flipping them over. Already he could detect a small change in the aroma they gave off "ahh, perfect." Rushing over to the deep fryer, he flung the contents; a bunch of potatoes out into the air. When he did, time seemed to slow down around him. Drawing his sword, he swung it at the airborne spuds again and again, slicing them into bite sized pieces. Right before they hit the ground, he grabbed a large plate and caught ever last bit. Taking time to savor the scent of them, his attention was quickly drawn by the sound of the oven "oh! My cake is ready!" Putting the plate of potatoes down, he hurried to the oven to remove his cake; it was a glorious thing, made of 5 different kinds of chocolate "and those hacks thought this was too much chocolate, ha! When it comes to dessert, there's no such thing as too much chocolate. If only they could see me now" he mused as he looked over his delicious looking chocolate coma waiting to happen. "Alright. Time to check on my bacon wrapped scallops"