[This is entering dangerous territory. Sanji is happy to give beautiful women any damn thing they could ever ask for and more, except for undeserved respect in the kitchen. Food is just as, if not more, sacred than his love of women. He won't be able to go easy on her; he won't be able to lavish her with the adoration he knows she deserves just for existing. In the kitchen, simply existing isn't enough. That's his territory, and he won't let just anything fly there. He has to be in control of everything, including himself.
The fact that he takes this so seriously, however, is also why he can't say no. To prevent anyone from enjoying the passion that has shaped his entire life... He'd never be able to forgive himself for that.
He'll just have to reel himself in. Self-control. He has it.
Somewhere.]
Of course! How could I possibly turn down anyone looking to experience the wonders of cooking?
I wouldn't call myself a good teacher by any stretch of the imagination, but I know everything there is to know about maintaining a kitchen. And as soon as we duck out to our new location, we can learn the ins and outs of what it has to offer together.
[she, of course, doesn't know his inner torment. she's just pleased at being given the chance to learn. it feels . . . not quite right to let Sansa take on the bulk of the cooking duties and she doesn't necessarily trust Daenerys trying, not after she nearly burned their old apartment down. and she'll have to know how for when she goes to Earth and has to live as an ordinary woman.
she simply beams at his assent]
Thank you so very much! I'll do my best to be a good pupil! I've always been a quick learner, I can assure you of that.
[If he knew he was essentially helping three lovely ladies for the price of one, he probably would have leaped up and danced on the spot. That much is worth any amount of inner torment!]
I'm sure you'll be stunning! Dazzle them with your smile, then knock out their taste buds!
[Sansa, Daenerys, and Margaery are all very lovely, in their different ways, inside and out. Margaery has simply in her time here learned how to express that inner beauty.
she beams happily] I certainly hope so! I'd like to thank you in advance for you're help.
Let's see. . . I do two hours of practice with the sword in the morning, then I go to the Sewing Shop for much of the day. I suppose I could shave some time off of that for our lessons.
That sounds wonderful. I look forward to it. Would you want me to start coming over tomorrow, or would you rather I wait a day or two for you to prepare?
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Well. . . if you wouldn't be opposed, I could always use cooking lessons.
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The fact that he takes this so seriously, however, is also why he can't say no. To prevent anyone from enjoying the passion that has shaped his entire life... He'd never be able to forgive himself for that.
He'll just have to reel himself in. Self-control. He has it.
Somewhere.]
Of course! How could I possibly turn down anyone looking to experience the wonders of cooking?
I wouldn't call myself a good teacher by any stretch of the imagination, but I know everything there is to know about maintaining a kitchen. And as soon as we duck out to our new location, we can learn the ins and outs of what it has to offer together.
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she simply beams at his assent]
Thank you so very much! I'll do my best to be a good pupil! I've always been a quick learner, I can assure you of that.
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I'm sure you'll be stunning! Dazzle them with your smile, then knock out their taste buds!
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she beams happily] I certainly hope so! I'd like to thank you in advance for you're help.
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As soon as you're free, we can start with learning the tools of the trade.
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[He's going to be too excited to sleep.]