“Um...”
Thomas was stunned. He thought for a while before he said, “You can prepare a dish on the spot.”
Griffin did not know whether he should cry or laugh. “Scott's Remembrance is recruiting artists, not chefs. No matter how delicious my food is, I wouldn’t get in, right?”
“Trust me, you’ll be fine.”
“Huh..? Fine, I’ll listen to you. At the worst, I’ll just get embarrassed this time. It’s nothing.” Griffin’s face was gloomy and extremely bitter.
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