"What are you in here for?"
"Vandalism."
"Stealing for me."
"You any good with spray paint?"
"No. How are you with not paying."
"Eh. I'll teach you if you teach me."
"Deal."
Stiles had never had a job, and he definitely couldn't cook. But he needed the money and this restaurant was hiring.
Lydia on the other hand, could cook and she'd been working there for a year.
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"You can't cook."
"I know that."
"What do you want, Stiles?"
"Obviously, you can cook. So teach me how to cook."