[Rokurou has to think for a moment—had been at least a year or so for him and it had been just the one time, after all. But he recalls the moment and taps his fork against his chin.]

Aah, yeah I remember now. [As...well as other things, but let's not ruin dinner with that. Or, well, ruin it anymore than he had already in the beginning.]

Well if her quiches are good, then I'm sure yours will be better. And I have plenty of boar leftover, so you can try it whenever, even tomorrow.

[Rokurou looks way too happy at the prospect of more of Velvet's cooking.]