Cooks Cook. [Cheshire]

[Aiza]

Aiza side glanced at him and looked back at the oven. It was a bit of a relief he wouldn't kick her out over bad cooking. Not that she was a bad cook, but she has made mistakes before. Despite this fear the ginger cookies were smelling great. It was only a couple more minutes until they were done. Bending forward to look in the oven she could see that the cookies had started to rise already.

"Almost done!" She purred, grabbing a pair of ovenmits so she was ready to grab the hot pan.

[Valkyrie]

Nenvar nodded as he watched the girl prepare to grab the pan from the open flame. Dealing with the ovens was always a tricky task and often people found their hands burned if they were not careful. A small rack atop a flame was not the most inviting place to stick your hands. It was always interesting to watch people deal with the heat for the first time. There was water in a bucket nearby however so he was prepared to rush forward and cool the water for the girl to stick her hands into should there be an accident. She seemed confident however so he suspected that there would be little trouble.

[Aiza]

It wasn't long until the cookies looked crispy and brown. She stepped to one side of the oven and slowly opened the door. The heat from inside the chamber rushed out. Anyone standing directly in front of the door would feel a blast of heat escape the box. Aiza has been burned before by this sort of thing, so by now she learned to take to one side of the oven to avoid a burn. Not even seconds after the oven was open she was able to reach in and grab the pan.

She carefully reached in, being extra mindful of the burns she could get from the flames and took the pan in hand. She took the pan out and placed it on the counter, quickly dousing the fire soon after. The feline turned to the counter and looked over her work. She licked her lips, her mouth drooling a bit. She bit her bottom lip and looked up at her possible new boss, resisting all urge to dive into her food.

"Well, that should be it, right?"

[Valkyrie]

Nenvar grabbed a nearby cloth so he could scoop up one of the cookies without burning his fingers. He sniffed the cookie delicately to take in the aroma and smiled. He carefully blew on the cookie to cool it a bit before breaking off a small piece and popping it into his mouth. He chewed thoughtfully for a few moments before swallowing and focusing his gaze on Aiza.

“This is pretty good. I think with our help you could become quite a chef one day, you certainly have a lot of potential. You’re hired then! Welcome aboard. You will be working as a chef in the Luminary Commons, that’s where most of us work. We divide the work into two shifts: the breakfast and lunch shift, and the dinner shift. Dinner is the busiest and gets people coming in all evening so it gets its own shift. Pick one and we will see you there. Sometimes chefs trade shifts if they are tired of working at certain meals so don’t feel like its forever.” Nenvar patiently explained the process as he set down the cookie.

“Oh, and I suppose you will be wanting housing. I will see that you get assigned your own arvinta in the Winterflame Hold. It always smells like baking from the practice kitchens down here but you’ll get used to it. You can always come down here and experiment with recipes if you wish. We all do at times.” Nenvar laughed softly to himself as though he had made some sort of joke though apparently he found his own words funny.

“Does this arrangement sound alright with you? Is there any other questions you have?” he asked, finally allowing Aiza a chance to reply to his lengthy instructions.