Anedine and Isse
"Anedine, you make good stuff. Do you have some instruction on how to do this?" Isse still continued to chow down on the round, meaty sandwich in his hands. He was getting a bit messy, but always reminded himself to pick up the napkin and wipe his face. He can cook, sure, but mainly prepared food. Rarely does he make his own, and when he does, ends up getting burnt to charcoal.
"Adding some pepper to the ground beef and a bit of milk for the eggs helps. Just a teaspoon of each, and everything's spiced up right. Remember the fundamental rule of cuisine: Not too much, not very little. And remember the 3:1 ratio i use for the ingredient and spices, respectively."
Not too much, not very little, eh? Isse pondered. Could be also for general living. Isse looked at Anedine again. "I wonder if all the burgers you cooked taste the same. Let me taste yours."
Anedine took off a bit of her sandwich and fed him with it. "Not really much. Have some of mine." Isse did the same thing, took off a bit of his burger and dropped it into Anedine's mouth. "Yours are a bit more juicy yet also slightly saltier. Not a noticeable difference, though."