conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “I’ll show ya the cooking spirit of an imperial chef!” And thus I found myself forced into a cook-off.
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Which is why I’ve gathered you all here. Please help me!” I lowered my head to everyone present. Gathered in the Bauer student dorm’s kitchen were seven people: Lene, Misha, Frieda, Eve, Joel, Aleah, and me—everybody who could cook. Claire wanted to participate as well, but I’d asked her to refrain on account of her disastrous skills in the kitchen. She had a good palate, though, so I intended to ask for her help with taste testing later.
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “I don’t mind, but have you decided on what kind of dish you want to cook yet?”
conversations.prefix: Lene:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  It had been a while since we could properly talk like this. We’d both been busy since coming to the empire. "Well, we’ll be competing with a three-course meal: an appetizer, an entrée featuring meat, and a dessert. So we can work from there.”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "That’s quite a bit…” Misha said with a frown.
conversations.prefix: Misha:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  I couldn’t argue with that.
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “How long do we have?”
conversations.prefix: Frieda:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “One week.” I answered. Far too short a time to invent a three-course meal’s worth of new dishes.
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “And why am I here?” Eve asked, her words dripping with displeasure. She still hated me for some unknown reason.
conversations.prefix: Eve:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Sorry, Eve, but I need all the help I can get right now.”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “So you’d be fine with anyone then?” she seethed.
conversations.prefix: Eve:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  The misunderstandings just kept piling up.
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Isn’t seven people too many?” Joel asked.
conversations.prefix: Joel:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  It was a good question—too many cooks spoil the broth, after all. “I’ll be overseeing everything while you six work in pairs on a single dish.”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Huh? I’m making something too?” Aleah asked with surprise.
conversations.prefix: Aleah:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Yes. I’ll help some, of course, but I think you’re a good enough cook already.” I meant it. Aleah might not have been able to use magic, but she was an astoundingly fast learner in every other regard.
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Okay, Mother… I’ll try my best.” Aleah said, nervous but happy.
conversations.prefix: Aleah:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Does anyone have preferences as to which part of the meal they’d like to make?”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “I’d like the dessert, if possible.” Joel was the first to answer.
conversations.prefix: Joel:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  I found it a little surprising he’d picked dessert, considering his usual brusqueness.
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Confectionery is more up my alley than the rest.”
conversations.prefix: Joel:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Oh, I see. I’ll leave it to you, then."
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “You can count on me.”
conversations.prefix: Joel:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  That was one person down for dessert.
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Why don’t I work on the entrée? It sounds like the most trouble.”
conversations.prefix: Lene:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “That would be great.” Lene offering to work on the entrée was a big help. Being the highlight of the meal, it was better to leave it to the most experienced member. Lene had years of serving the François house under her belt and was one of the key figures at Frater, a trading company at the forefront of the culinary industry.
conversations.prefix: Rae: