Waiting for Amanda to decide if their dish was any good was possibly the scariest few moments of Eve's life. Her heart was pounding in her ears and she didn't realize until the woman declared it good that she was holding her breath. A massive whoosh of air left Eve's mouth as she breathed in relief a massive grin forming on her lips. A laugh bubbling over as Sato childishly whooped and then their prize awaited them both Sato and Brooke tucked in without much ado and within bites were exclaiming over the taste of the chicken.<br/><br/>Eve walked over and examined the bird, the golden tone to its crispy skin, the scent wafting from it was enough to make her mouth water. She carefully cut a piece of the bird and brought the morsel to her lips, she bit into it and an explosion of textures and taste bombarded her. It was so crisp and moist, perfectly seasoned Eve simply stated in wonder at the remainder of the chicken. It was so good she wanted to demolish the rest of the bird just by herself. There was a small part of her that did realize just how far the three of them had to go to make a dish even remotely as good as what lay before them!<br/><br/>