Corvin Estate, New Thessalonica, Planet Yuma, Coronado
5 Aug. 824 A.S.
While still a bit confused - the intricacies of preparing food were still a mystery to him - Peter nodded happily. Erik didn't often cook anything too fancy, considering he neither had time nor the skills, but he did what he could. Right now, he just appreciated Doreen's approach on the subject, then rose from his chair, checked the time and started walking towards the kitchen. "Well, the other guests will be here in about an hour. I guess we might as well get started on that..." he stated cheerily.
Right before exiting the living room, he looked at Peter and added "Why don't you two set up the table in the garden? Make sure there's eight seats, ok?"
The boy agreed, then took Ben to one of the cupboards in the kitchen, which held plates and cutlery. The two were soon off outside to set the table. Considering the mainly tropical climate found on New Thessalonica, dining outside felt like a refreshing option.
Meanwhile, Erik had entered the kitchen, approached the cooker and spoke, as if to nobody "Cook mode on. Eight portions, stand by for meal title." This side of the kitchen was in fact an entire wall full of cooking tools and the everyday gadgets, as well as cupboards with everything else. What was out of place, however, was the left corner. The kitchen had no cryo-unit in sight. Instead, there was this two meter wide, tall to the ceiling, sort of metal box, with a dispensing area on its right and a screen above that.
Erik turned around, assuming Doreen had followed him, and continued "Just name what you want to cook, and the computer will drop the ingredients required over there." - he gestured towards the dispenser. "And... uh... tell me what I can help you with..." - he ended, rather nonchalantly while scratching the back of his head.
