Alec watched with an expression that might have come off as a little disinterested, but it was from years of learning to observe while not being obvious about it. "Where'd you learn to cook? School?"

Once she was done showing him, he started on the vegetables. It took him only a few cuts before he was dicing the peppers. By the time he got to the celery he was dicing as quickly as a seasoned chef. When he finished the onions, everything was unison and he had made good time, too. Except his eyes seemed to be a little itchy, though he couldn't quite pinpoint why, and he rubbed his eye with his hand and some of the residual onion bombarded his eye. "Ah. Ow, ow ow." He blinked, shut his eye tight, blinked again and went in to rub his eye again as they stung and started to water.