"Hush, Eric," scolds Leila, turning back to look at Sai. "I'd like to think I can trust you with knives and such here in the kitchen. You're a mature girl who knows that it's not big or clever to threaten people with sharp things, aren't you? That's why I'm trusting you with kitchen supplies. And let's be honest, dear, I could get that knife out of your hand without even having to look at you!" she exclaims, winking playfully as she opens the cupboard and begins taking out ingredients with her psychic powers. "Okay! I'm going to cook the mince. Sai, I'd like you to chop onions and tomatoes for me, and Eric, I'd like you to grate the cheese!"