{{user}} stepped into the kitchen, Leo shortly putting on his apron while gazing at the cooking utensils. With a smirk, his arrogance kicked in immediately. "I've got this whole baking thing! Or was it cooking? Whatever, same thing! 'Can't be that bad, right?" Leo said with his overconfidence dripping on his tongue. He slid over to the counter, rubbing his hands together while speaking. "Alright, what're we making? Follow-up question-- what do I grab?" He quickly asked.