Chanyeol's not really sure what he's trying to accomplish here. He supposes he should have seen this coming before taking Sehun's life advice.
He offers to make dinner for the staff instead of Kyungsoo for once ("Finally," Kyungsoo grumbles). All Chanyeol knows is that the type of pasta he uses is crucial and this is the one time that he can't find what he's looking for.
Of all people, Baekhyun's the one helping him search the cabinets.
Chanyeol decides screw it since they're the only ones in the supply room and no one else will hear if this goes down incredibly badly. Which it probably will.
So Chanyeol begins, speaking to Baekhyun's back.
"Is your hair pasta?"
"Romeo compared Juliet to the sun. You're comparing my hair to pasta." Baekhyun stops rummaging and looks up at Chanyeol from where he's kneeled on the ground.
Chanyeol tries hard to ignore the implications of that.
"You're supposed to say yes, Baekhyun."
"Yes, then. My hair absolutely looks like sticks of uncooked dough."
"You must be an angel, then." Chanyeol clears his throat. "You know, angel hair pasta."
Baekhyun aims a slap at Chanyeol's leg, which is eye level to his sitting position. "Negative one out of ten. You're better off taking lessons from Yifan on how to pick people up."
Chanyeol immediately replies defensively. But Baekhyun's not really mad and he looks more like he's trying to keep himself from laughing, so maybe it isn't so bad to listen to Sehun once in a while.
