I find it a bit surprising that a young master like Thomas has such great cooking skills and is offering me a meal.
I unintentionally blurted out, "So Thomas knows how to cook, huh?"
While he had his back to me, standing beside the kitchen counter, he turned around to face me and replied, "Hmm, you could say I didn't want to burden our housekeeper, and she isn't accustomed to staying here every day."
He paused for a moment, then turned again so that I was looking at his back, and he continued, "So I decided to learn. It's something that runs in my family; they all know how to cook."
It sounded quite interesting. As I kept my eyes on Thomas, he walked over to a small closet beneath the counter and opened it. Oh, was it a freezer? He took out a box and closed the door.
He spoke, "I'm going to let you taste the finest meat, the kind my family prefers."
I simply smiled and replied, "That sounds delicious!"
