"LET ME COOK FOR YOU," Grayson said.
Mailah looked at him.
"Can you even remember to cook?" she said. "That's part of what you lost, isn't it."
Grayson considered this with the focused neutrality he applied to problems. "Mrs. Baker tells me the previous version had a habit of commandeering her kitchen on Sunday evenings." A pause. "Apparently it was non-negotiable."
"You've been talking to Mrs. Baker."
"She's the estate's house manager. Of course, she has been with the household for many years and just the right person to ask about things in my past."
She seemed to find it relevant information to share."
Mailah looked at him. "So you asked her about yourself."
He didn't answer, which was an answer.
"And you've decided to test the muscle memory theory in an actual kitchen."
"I've decided," he said, "that Morrison's approved diet list is inadequate and you require something substantive."
"That's not what you said."
"It's what I meant."
