"Alright then you do that I'l get the meat." Juno conceded, moving towards the fridge. She wasn't actually sure what a pork tenderloin looked like, now that she thought about it, but with Jack's coordinates it couldn't be hard to find. A piece of meat, bottom shelf, right in front. Sure enough, there it was, good looking and full of possibility. Juno brought the meat back and set it on the counter.
"Just cut it into quarters? That's it? What knife?" This was very literally the first time Juno had a cut of meat she needed to cut herself. "I mean it can't be that hard. How hard can it be not ruining a piece of meat" She murmured.