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[Erskine has been dicing fruit for a fruit salad, ignoring the unimportant yelling. He turns at Sebastian's question.]

Of course - should I call your Mr. Sebastian? [The man is more or less his boss, after all.]

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That is fine.

[Sebastian IS his boss, after all.]

It is ridiculous, but... would you please reassure me you are, in fact, an adult?

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[He glances over at the other kitchen workers that he's sure have prompted Sebastian's question.]

No, I understand. I can promise that I'm an adult.

I even know how to cook eggs.

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Without burning them?

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Without anything getting close to catching on fire. I'm rather good at eggs, actually. I can make a generally approved of omelet.

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[/criel with relief-- Okay, no. But he does draw a sigh of tentative relief.]

Should I at any time be unavailable during breakfast, goodness forbid... would you please do your best to ensure the kitchen does not catch on fire? In such a scenario the safety of the kitchen will rest entirely on your shoulders.

[Not the slightest bit dramatic.]

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I understand.

I promise I'll do everything I can.

[Never let it be said that he doesn't full commit to drama.]