"I'm a cook, but I can't cook for shit!" she said.
"But how can you be a cook?" I replied. -- Anon Guest
"Okay," droned Human Cook. "I have to explain the joke. Cook is my family name?"
"Ah," said Companion Vael. "Asked and answered. From this, I can extrapolate that you complain of too many cooks and perhaps spoiled broth?"
"Got it in one. Thankyou for not making me dragging it out." Cook relaxed. "Shitty kitchen talent not withstanding, I can do many other things that are useful, and I know a whole heap of stories for any occasion. I have plenty of other survival skills."
Vael consulted the resume. "Yes. Yes. You blew up a megazard?"
"I had to improvise. Saved fifteen crew."
Vael had to wonder how exactly horrible their cooking was, if they survived everything that was on their resume.
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