Angelic was just fine for Jean-Paul's tastes but he wasn't really thinking ahead right now. For the most part, he could never really like the shy ones unless he was just having fun and toying with them. Still, it always ended quickly. At the moment, though, he was too oblivious to notice much of anything so no problems arose too early.
...Peppers? Jean-Paul had only been listening to the conversation but now his nose wrinkled curiously. This was no simple sandwich anymore if the guy was using actual - what would call it, flavor? He had no idea, so as he leaned over to watch the vegetable bits sizzling (what use was an apple?), he asked, "What are you doing?"