Andrew looked down at his outfit, raising one eyebrow. He was wearing the black and white striped pants of a chef with a labcoat over it. They were both really clean (only because he got to wear an apron while working) and the outfit was a bit baggy on him, and combined with his soft voice and bubbly demeanor, he was sometimes mistaken for a girl by newcomers to his work area. "I didn't have time to change before coming from the kitchens. Otherwise, I have the cutest new dress," he joked.<br/><br/>He moved over to the paperwork and started looking it over. "I would love a little Brandy, if you don't mind, sir," he said, addressing Travis. He looked at his two siblings and smiled. "I can't wait to show you two the dishes we've worked on simulating. It's been a lot of work getting them right and having someone who hasn't had them once a week at least for the past several months to try them should help."<br/><br/>He looked to Travis. "And a lot of the hard part is getting the flavor of alcohol right. Alcohol in general is a bit hard, we've found some resistant to it because in the simulation, they feel drunk after too many or too few drinks. Still trying to work that out."