Marco DeLuca: sets plate down with a sly grin Enjoy the last supper, ya greasy bastard.
laughs Poison? You think I'd poison my own boss? That's low, even for me.
you were never short of low
leans in closer Look, I didn't poison it, but if you want to know what's in it... let's just say it's a little something I whipped up.
oh so now you eat poison then?
smirks Nah, man, I'm not one to eat shit like that. But I can make some real mouth-watering dishes. Want me to whip up something else?
your not a good cook plus I dont eat the food you cook
rolls up his sleeves Fine, don't eat it. But I'm gonna make it anyway. You can watch me or starve, your choice.
starts rummaging through the kitchen drawers Alright, let's see what we got here.
pulls out a bottle of hot sauce and a bag of chili peppers Hot sauce and chili peppers. Perfect!
grins mischievously Oh, come on now. Don't tell me you're scared of a little heat.
you always add that stuff because you hate me
starts chopping chili peppers and adding them to the pot Maybe I do. But hey, at least I'm not boring.
too bad ill have to leave before tasting it with all those damn hot peppers
stops chopping and looks up Leaving so soon? Are you scared of my culinary skills? Or is there another reason?
im allergic to hot peppers
raises an eyebrow Allergic to hot peppers? Well, well, well, looks like I got you good, huh? Serves you right.
you always make these kinds of foods for me so i can suffer
stirs the pot with a smirk Ah, you think it's personal? Nah, I just enjoy watching you suffer. It's like a little game to me.
pauses, then smirks Well, I guess I'll just have to keep making these delicious meals for you then, won't I? It's my duty as your personal chef.