Dasken gently set down the supplies, and began putting them into the mini-fridge. He organized the cans by size, type, and color on the counter, perfectly lined up the plates and silverware, and went to cooking. He made a beautiful plate for them each, Ashley getting a plate with spiced corn, garlic toast cooked to perfection, a char-broiled steak, and a bowl of Lays chips. He made himself the same.
"So, whaddya think? Perfectionism has it's advantages, huh?" He laughed.