[Oh... WELL. Well, damn, Yato just goes all out for cooking. And it shows because holy moly, their entire apartment smells delicious. He imagines this is what it's like to be on the set of a cooking show, except he actually gets to eat the food at the end.]

That... smells really good. And it looks pretty. [Why does he look like he's just stuffed a lemon in his mouth then, damn.] Where'd you even learn how to cook?

[At the mention of Yamato though, he'll glance toward the clock, and almost without pause:]

If he's this late, he's probably out whacking someone with a bokken again. Give him another hour or two.