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“Oh… look,” he says, pulling out a brand new set of knives, still in their box. They’re not the best brand in the world, but I guess it doesn’t matter. It’s only for show, after all.
“They’ll be for you.”
“Yes, because you’ve got your own.”
I glance up at him, wondering if he’s being sarcastic, but he’s smiling, and I smile back.
“Hmm… but what they haven’t provided you with is a spare apron.”
“Will I need one?”
“Yes. Cooking can be a messy business.”
“Well… if you think I’m wearing that awful red thing, you can think again.”
“I wasn’t thinking anything of the sort. I don’t want to look at it any more than you want to wear it.”
“In that case…” he says, his lips twitching upward.
“It’s lucky for you I always carry a spare.”
He looks me up and down, taking his time about it, and I let him, my body heating under his gaze. “Where?” he says, and I’d swear his voice is a little deeper than usual.
“Not literally about my person.” I reach over, pulling my knife case forward. “It’s in here.”
I flip open the lid, and delve into the pouch inside, pulling out two navy blue fabric aprons, handing one to Blake.
He takes a little longer than me to put his on, but once we’re both ready, I clear the countertop and get out a large chopping board, then unpack his new knives, laying them in front of him, while I grab a few knives from my case and put it away to give us more space.
“The first thing we’re gonna do is prepare the vegetables.”
He nods his head. “Okay. What do I need to do?”
“You’re just gonna watch for the best part.”
“Don’t I need to know how to cut things up?”
“Yes, but in reality, when it comes to the recordings, I’ll have done most of the work for you, and you’ll just add a few vegetables at the end, before mixing in the spices. So, that’s what I’m going to teach you.”
“How do you know all this? About the show, I mean, not the cooking.”
“Ruby explained it to me yesterday while you were talking to Gavin. I was also told I have to report to Ruby about how we’re progressing, which seemed like an enormous waste of time to me.”
“I agree. It feels like we’ve already got more than enough to do… or you have, really. I’m just observing.”
It’s good to know he agrees with me, but we need to get started, or all I’ll be reporting to Ruby is that we’ve achieved little more than unpacking the food.
“First, we have to turn on the oven.” I go over and switch it on, then turn back to him. “You won’t need to worry about that. Gavin told me yesterday that, for the show, the ovens will be on permanently, and they’ll be set to the correct temperatures, which will be in the script.”
“Okay.”
“And now, I just need to find a large roasting pan…”
“Where will it be?” he asks.
“God knows. Whoever organized this kitchen doesn’t seem to have used very much logic so far…” I wander over to the oven, checking inside, but there’s nothing there, so I check the drawer beneath and that’s also empty. Helpful…
“What about this?” I turn to see Blake, standing by the refrigerator, holding up a very large roasting pan.
