[... It was him. He was the culprit who knew how to make a meal look good.]

That's what I'm saying. It's a problem when something that looks pretty doesn't match what's advertised. You have to ensure it's doing its function to utilize it properly-- Or some shit like that.

[Ah.

Bishop had only just started, and it was already starting to smell good. Lifting his head, he closed his eyes and visibly sniffed the air.]

Damn. Are you sure you aren't a food wizard or something? How long have you been cooking to create stuff like this?