[Ann had been pleasantly surprised by the curry and soup spread the day before, though she's pretty damn sure she knows exactly who the mystery chef is. She makes a mental note to thank him specifically the next time she sees him, but lunch comes first— if only because she's pretty sure that she should be taking advantage of feeling hungry in the first place, and getting something hot and spicy into her system will probably do wonders for her system.

Instead of finding the kitchen full of other people helping themselves to the spread that's been laid out, however, she finds Haru, and she cranes her neck towards the pot on the stove to get a better look at whatever she's working on.]

Soup? I didn't realize you cooked.

[They really do need to take the time to get to know each other better, Ann thinks— Haru hasn't been with them all that long.]

Sure, I'll taste test for you. Are you sure you should be up and around like this, though? If you're sick, you should be resting.

[Pot, meet kettle.]