"What's wrong with hats?" Juliet asked, pretending to pout. "They're neat." She especially enjoyed when she could get somebody else to acquire one for her; at least half of her collection had been bought for her by one admirer or another. It was more fun that way.
She thought Jack worked like a chef, as she perceived a chef might... she'd watched as many cooking shows as anyone back in the day. She should probably be helping him in some way, but she figured he would ask if he wanted her help. Juliet listened thoughtfully as Jack gave her the basics; it was mildly surprising to her that he had a child for some reason. "Wow," she said, smirking at him. "I didn't realize there was an actual DILF certification." A brief pause elapsed during which she gave him a blatant look-over. "But I can see why you'd have it."
"I love onions," she said with a slight shrug. "Do it up." That was what toothbrushes and toothpaste were for.