"Oh, so you're staff, then," Kevin said, just kind of ignoring the whole "killing" bit she'd mentioned. That was a relief. He didn't feel the need to keep up the pretense around just staff. "I'm the chef for Circean Delight, myself. Needed a change of scenery from Foggy Old England." His eggs and bacon arrived as he was talking, but he decided to wait until her food had arrived as well before digging in. It wasn't like eggs and bacon would suffer too much from cooling a little. "Just doing a bit of a spot check of the other restaurants, really. So let me know what you think, and if there's a problem, I'll run the offending party through the pasta machine," he said with a chuckle.