There was a whole lot wrong with what she just said -- or rather, there was everything wrong with what she just said. Dead animal heads harvested by a previous tenant made him wonder one, that there was someone possibly scarier than her around and two, what the heck she did with him. Scarier than that, however, was the idea that Elizabeth was cooking; prior experience with woman told him that was a bad, bad thing in general.

And the fact that she had no idea what was going on in his room? Was walking straight into the unknown with all the intimidation of the Aiya Rainy Day Special.

"Ah... would you like me to prepare lunch?" he asked, hoping to stave off what his imagination was cooking up a little bit longer.