"That's fine, I won't question your drawings as long as you tell nobody about what I do on that computer, I have secrets too." Edward reaches in the fridge and pulls out tomato paste, just to make a face, put it back, and grab tomatoes, bell peppers, onions, and some seasonings. "I hate that processed stuff, I prefer to make my own sauce, your not allergic to any of this are you?" He asks as he chops up the vegetables and starts making his sauce.