Blake gaped. "He cooks?"
She had thought that Luke was somewhat like her father, particularly after she learned that he was very good at fighting.
But he was also good at cooking?
It was bizarre for her just picturing her father cooking in the kitchen!
So to speak, Luke wasn't like her father at all.
Luke came out at that moment and smiled at them. "It'll be ready in a few minutes."
A moment later, the three girls heard him call out, and they went to fetch lunch from the kitchen.
It was the American version of Beggar's Chicken which Luke had baked earlier, along with grilled steak.
Luke had only cooked the steak because he was afraid that Blake might not like the chicken.
As it turned out, Blake fell in love with the Beggar's Chicken after the first bite, and she devoured it the way Selina had the first time around.
While they were enjoying the food, the doorbell rang.
Luke got up and answered the door.
