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Dakota asked, “You are both able to cook breakfast, lunch, and dinner plus have a variety of snacks?” "Yes, Ma'am," Sammy answered. Jill wanted mature to know if they can chat with people while cooking or are they just focused on the cooking? They both offered to demonstrate, but first, they wanted to know what types of food they were to cook as well as if there was an allergy. Dakota tried to add some humor pointing to John, “He’s got an allergy to not having enough to eat,” she says in a deadpan manner. Everyone, including the chefs, laughed at her joke. One of the nice things to see was before they picked up the first utensil, they both washed their hands, used paper towels to dry them, and THEN put on rubber gloves. I was impressed. They opened one of the three fridges, taking out several ingredients. Sammy started, “Since I’m the appetizer and dessert guy, how about I put together some appetizers for you to taste while Bobby cooks you a quick lunch,” he said. 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