Kennedy: Now the last touch, a little vinegar.
Allan: Try not to put too much or your salad will be spoiled.
Kennedy: Don’t worry, like I said, I have everything under control.

Kennedy: Or so I hope.
Allan: I think you might have overdone it with the vinegar.
Kennedy: *Sigh*. Yeah, maybe.
Allan: Well, you could always add a little sugar.

A few minutes later.
Kennedy: And… I’m done!
Allan: Great! You did it, give me those five!

Allan: Soon you’ll not only be the best barista in Del Sol Valley, but also a Five Star Chef.
Kennedy: Don’t forget Professional Singer.
Allan: Sure, honey, I have no doubt you’ll be the best singer ever.

Kennedy: Well, now the big time has come to taste my fruit salad and you’re gonna be my guinea pig.
Allan: Me? Oh – okay.

Kennedy: Please, don’t say it.
Allan doesn’t need to speak, his face says it all. But he doesn’t want to discourage Kennedy in his culinary beginnings, so…
Allan: Well, it’s not bad, but there’s room for improvement.
Kennedy: I was afraid you’d say that.

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