Daisuke looked to his newly mended boot with surprise. "Oh, thank you," he said, shifting his foot to look at the shoe from different angles. "You must be able to do magic other than granting wishes then, since you said you already used your one self wish to come here."<br/><br/>A slight smile crossed his face. "Oh no. Not at all. It's not work really. I enjoy cooking for another person for once." His smile widened. "A good cook wants the pride of having someone else enjoy their food more than he wants to eat it himself. And don't worry. I don't mind spending a little extra on something practical, like food. Besides, money isn't a very big issue in my life."<br/><br/>"Well we should definitely go then!" Daisuke exclaimed, feeling slightly excited. "I'll make sure you don't "vanish" in the first place. I think you'll like it there. They have rides and games and food if we get hungry. We could easily come back here to eat though," he added, "If you're set on Italian food."<br/><br/>Daisuke went over to the pot where he'd cooked the spaghetti. The pasta left inside was still warm and steaming and the delicious smell erupted from the pot when he took the lid off. He went into a cabinet and took out a Tupperware, preparing to save the leftovers. He stopped suddenly, "Oh, I'm sorry. I forgot to ask if you wanted any more? If not, I'll just save it for later."