Once Razor finished preparing the dinner accompanied by Bennett's stories and slight help, they sat down at the table to enjoy some delicious, steaming, puppy-paw hash browns with potatoes on the side, Razor's specialty.
Bennett's help didn't actually help that much, to be honest. It only caused the dish to almost fail completely, and for the house to nearly burn to the ground. But Razor didn't mind that. He liked cooking together with him.
Bennett looks at the meal with eyes that scream excitement. Quickly, he gets a knife and fork of silver and starts cutting a small piece, then quickly shoving it in his open mouth. He chews it loudly and lets out a noise of impression. ''Waaaa! This is really good! I didn't know you could cook this well, Razor?!''
Razor looks at Bennett surprised. His cheeks feel warm. ''T-thank you. Razor likes cooking food. Especially potatoes.'' He then proceeds to take a bite himself. The hash browns made a crunchy sound. The flavours rush through his mouth and explode like the bombs the 'Red Burny Girl' placed earlier back in Wolvendom. Razor is pretty impressed by himself, too, if he's honest.
Bennett looks a little disgusted at Razor for eating with his hands, but that look changes quickly. ''Razor, have you ever learned to eat with cutlery?'' Razor looks up. ''Cut... lery?'' Lisa has never said anything about 'cutlery' before. ''Razor doesn't know...'' ''You know, a fork, a spoon.. cutlery! The stuff you use to eat meals without making a mess! Perfect for unlucky people like me.'' Razor looks at the silverware Bennett is holding. ''Would you like me to teach you how to use it?''
Without getting a chance to reply, Bennett already stands up with the silverware in hand and walks over to Razor. He carefully takes place behind him and bends over. Gently, he grabs Razors wrists. ''Follow my lead!''
