"You're doin' fine, my young padawan." Jack teased despite the fact that he didn't imagine she was that much younger than him, listening as she muttered to herself. Lots of twenty-somethings hanging around this place, aside from good ol' Sir Reg and a few others.
He looked at the knife holder on the counter and pointed to one of the medium-sized blades. "That one'll work. Just four pieces. Try to get them as close to the same size as you can so they cook evenly. You can use the same cutting board you used for the onion. It's all goin' the same place."