I know. But I'd like to cook for you some time. Maybe for your birthday so you don't go baking yourself a cake next time.

[A gentle tease followed by a quiet laugh. The curry smelled nice and he was eager to try it. He knew it would be good, JJ rarely messed up once he learned a recipe. But it was also always a little different every time. For all he knew, JJ never changed anything but it still tasted different somehow. And Makoto liked that about JJ's cooking.]

I'm not that desperate for food.

[He said with a laugh, finally pulling back (reluctantly) to help at least get the plates to set them out to serve the curry on.]