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Agent Clutz has been telling you where you are at all times, even pointing out one of the two places where the scroll could be. So, you keep a mental note. The layout is simple enough.

At the kitchen at last, it’s considerably big — dinners like these must be common in the place. What strikes your fancy here is that… the chef is working alone. He’s of muscular complexion with a smile blinding of confidence, he’s quick to extend his hand after cleaning it with a towel.

“Name is Haytham. It’s a pleasure to meet you, buddy!” The man’s smile could blind you if you didn’t have superpowers. “I’ve been busy prepping all morning, so it’s nice to see another face.”

“I’m Phil.” You shake hands. “So you’re the chef I’ve been hearing about?”

“That’s right. Please, take no offense to my request. I usually work alone, but it’s not the reason that today I’m picky with who I work with. A colleague asked me to cover for her and instructed me to be careful who I let around the kitchen. You know why.” Haytham doesn’t want anyone to be poisoned in this mafia meeting…

“That I do. What’s the test?” You ask.

“Simple. Cook something that brings joy. A real chef knows his way around the kitchen.” Haytham crosses his arms. “Go wild.”

This sounds like an excuse to see you work. Knowing that you’re a good chef is proof enough that you aren’t a scoundrel here to spy.

What do you do?

>Purposefully do the cooking wrong and be kicked out of here. Then you’ll sneak in.
>Ask Haytham to invite someone to be a caterer. You don’t want to waste the meal on only one guy.
>Think about one of the girls, and make their favorite dessert…
>Cook the same fish meal you did for Chio.
>Write In.