Keith looked at them. Looking to Sam. "You kinda sorta totally know your way around the kitchen." he said with a laugh. Thumbs upping him. He looked at him. "Easy for you to say. I'd rather not go in there but as we friends I gotta help you out. I ain't staying long because the worse is horrible." He said. Turning red. A sign that it had something to do with what went on in the club. He shook his head a bit and began washing dishes. Humming a bit and looked to Sam. Blinking a bit and shrugged a bit. "Nah. Don't worry about it Sam. DJ told me they make an awesome shit load of dough for working in a place like that. Especially from Cougars. They pay the most according to DJ." He shrugged a bit. He didn't know for sure personally. He looked at Sam and smiled. "There is all kinds of places. You should check the better rated and styled resturaunts over fast food. I'm certain you'll find one that needs a chef. You'd be perfect for the job." He said encouragingly. He looked at Sam. "Though if you going to do that...I suggest you get started on that as soon as possible. A lot of places opening already. The sooner you get moving on that the better the chance they will call you in for an interview. Or even hire you on the spot. Good luck Sam." He said. Returning to washing dishes. He hummed again. He hoped these two would like the jobs. He was a bit nervous about going to DJ and Cameron's club. Reason is they stuck him on the stage and had one of their best strippers dance all up on him and strip him down to his boxers. It was so embarressing! His cheeks flushed at the thought of it.