[ once they're in, dick leans his back against a counter as he watches junpei go. he's not sure what brought this on-- not that he minds, of course, but... all he really hopes for is that it'll at least serve to distract junpei for a little bit.

he tilts his head ]

Oh, so you haven't been hiding out secret cooking skills from me this whole time? That's a relief. [ he's grinning. because. he's an asshole. ] But I can't judge. Eggs is about as good as it gets for me too.

[ sometimes you have a butler who cooks for you, ]