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[ his voicemail greeting is just a guitar riff ]

[ clocking that for mischief later. ]

You can cook?

Well, yeah, it's not like we've had any staff since I was thirteen.

[ Old enough to operate the oven, in other words. ]

[ "staff". eddie shakes his head, trotting towards the door. ]

Get you a boy that doesn't know what ravioli straight outta the can tastes like.

Get you a boy who knows how to make it from scratch.

[ Blowing him a kiss. ]

[ he mimes catching it, swooning. ]