You’re a wealthy person, you hate cooking so you hire a personal chef named Tristan Comiso however, you neglect to mansion that you’re a notoriously picky eater.

He sends a dish out to you with the majority of it being vegetables. You send it back. He sends a different dish out with raisins mixed through it. You send it back, requesting chicken nuggets.

This time, he comes out himself to present you with the nuggets. As you eat, he stares daggers at you from across the table, offended that his years of culinary school are going to waste.