"Not even a little bit. I don't expect you to be able to cook like me, but you're definitely moving out with a proper cookbook when the time comes. Assuming you ever do, you may find a nice man or woman to marry and they may love me so much they want to move in." He stuck his tongue out at her teasingly and once they were finished cleaning the spider he nodded. "That's actually the only reason I'm making you do this. These things are almost completely inedible, I was just curious to see if you'd actually be willing to do it. I have to say that I'm incredibly impressed and very happy that you were willing to humor me. Want to go find a nice garden somewhere and harvest something that doesn't want to kill you horribly?"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>