For now. [ Whatever, he'll probably come around. Either way, right now, cooking classes don't matter because there are bigger proverbial fish to fry. Like, whatever may or may not be following them. ]

Isn't that an oxymoron? [ H o n e s t l y. It doesn't really matter, because he's going to do what he wants anyways. And if that is what makes him happy, then, who is she to stop him? She'll let Ren try and deal with all that. That's what he gets paid the big bucks for is the leader for, after all.

His next words have her turning a bright, hot red in the face, thanks. ]

What-- no, no, it's not like that! I don't want in anyone's pants! I don't even want in mine! [ She flails her free arm about a bit, before staring wearily up at him. Why are all of the guys in her life so much taller than she is-- ]

I... a little? Maybe? [ Is he thinking about pancakes right now... ]