"Hmm, a splendid array of dishes as always. The cold of this season would be unbearable if not for your marvelous cooking, Ildyra. I never would’ve expected you to have such a talent as you always go about with a stern look on your face doing your little calculations."
"Elsirelle, what is it you mean? In a sense, cooking is but another form of mathematics. Equations of ingredient volumes and heat levels that lead us to delights of the palette. Good, another perfectly calculated pie." "Is that how it works...? Mmm, I'm getting sleepy now that I have a full belly... Zzzzzz..."
"I can't help but feel you sleep regardless of the contents of your stomach, mind you... Goodnight, Elsirelle. It has been quite an eventful year for all. Let us hope the year to come proves to be good one."