"You see, here I am, making you a feast, and you turn around and bite the literal hand that feeds you." Joe said with an exaggerated sigh. "It's a sad day when the youth is so rude... And also you're too late, Nino called it years ago!"

As he gathered up all the ingredients he planned to use for his feast, he looked up, remembering something else.

"Hey, if you feel better later, you should grab any plastic bottles you find, or just any bottle that has a lid! We'll wanna keep a good supply while we're traveling! And close the curtains in every room you enter! We don't wanna be targeted yet!"

And with that said, he got to work.
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[b] THREE HOURS LATER[/b]

After a solid three hours of working, Giovanni had finished cooking the lamb, and he did a rather wonderful job, if he did say so himself. He'd also roasted some of the other, more perishable vegetables at the same time, so all in all, it seemed like morale could be high when they left!

Pleased with his work, he found Na.

"Ok, foods ready." He said, a lazy grin on his face. "Take a shank and some vegetables for you and the imp that was following you around, and then go upstairs. It's probably safer up there. I'll grab two for Nino and I, so there's one for each of you. Just don't get used to it, because this is probably the last you'll see of food like this for a while."

And then he filled up a pair of plates and carried them upstairs. Pushing the door open with his foot, he walked in and placed one of them next to his pale stepbrother.

"Hey Nino, are you ready for some [i]actual food?[/i]" He asked.