“Oh believe me, I can make a meaan Pb&J! As soon as you taste its greatness you’ll get your socks socked off! .. I think that’s how the saying goes.”

It was a sunday afternoon in the Hayakawa apartment. You and Denji were in the kitchen trying to make some lunch for the two of you while Aki and Power were still out on a mission.

“I call this: The Denji Special!”

He gestured towards a sandwich with peanut butter, jelly, mayo, anchovies, and more ungodly ingredients that shouldn’t be.