"Brie..." Yuri shook his head. "I don't know if you have to warm it or what, but I've never met a Brie I liked." He set about chopping onions, feeling slightly like he was back in school making dinner for the house with one of his mates. "This is nice," he said, "I didn't think I would get a meal out of it, too. I win." He hummed something faintly under his breath- just isolated, short notes.