"I have to pick just one?" Daphne pouted playfully up at him before sighing dramatically, and then taking a good look around the room as if to mull her options. "Gosh, I don't know. I want everyone to like me." She shrugged and settled her gaze back on Jack, grinning a little. "How's it working on you?"
Her grin only broadened at the compliment, making no effort to hide the way she watched his mouth. "No, that's not me at all I'm afraid," she said. "It's fun for a day but I only like cooking for people I care about. Some stranger nitpicks at me and I'll throw something at him."