Kaiju ga Gotoku 9.5 - End of the Year
"yeah same," the bird nodded, "you're a good chef, you taught me a lotta good tricks."
Chapter II: Tomorrow Never Dies Hard
The chef seemed to be focused on getting the meal right, because he didn't know what would happen. "how long until that meal is done?"
Character Reference Sheet: Vincent
His mother, vienna, was a skilled chef and became somewhat renown in america for her culinary.
Midget Love
Since the take over superjail had gotten some decent chefs much different from the old cafeteria workers. soon it would be dinner were every one would gather for tonight's banquet.
Hold me Close, Don't let go -preview-
It almost felt like i was watching one of those showoff sushi chefs. he glanced over and saw me watching him. he gave me a sweet smile and a wave before he returned to a conversation with some vixen sitting across from him.
Vagabond
Jubei, shadow fox master chef and excelent assassin with his ability to blend into shadows. taki, an gardner with an unusual ability to control the plants she's able to grow.
Standing Tall ch.1
Can i talk to the chef?" "um...sure. i guess you..." before he could say anything else, shandra was moving him away from the table and following behind. "you two can just talk for a while. i'll be back."
Surprise Visit Gone... Wrong?
The former chef who worked at a michelin-star restaurant back in the day had decided to repurpose his grandmother's house to fulfill her last wishes. "well, this is for you, grandma.
Letting Loose
The elk looked on expectantly, but the naga was already back into the throes of eating, hardly paying any mind to the head chef.
Embertooth - Chapter 8: Illness
Krysha thought she might be the head chef. 'sentinel krysha,' the woman said, trying to be polite 'it's almost dinner time. your meal will be delivered to your room as soon as it is ready.'
Werebeast Saviors
"here are the meals, my lord," declared mattt the chef as he rolled out three tables with wheels.
The Madness of Mrs. Frank
Looking up to the table and wiping away the sweat, i quelled the desire to reach for one of the fresh baked biscuits placed there minutes ago by my chef. or to grab a bottle of the red wine from the racks that lined the walls.