The chef muttered under his breath, his expression dark and exasperated. "This couple is definitely ruining my signature dish. Why did I even think of teaching it to them in the first place?" His words came out quietly, barely audible, because although he was frustrated, he dared not let Jayvaughn hear him. Jayvaughn was the one who had hired him, and the fee he had paid was no small sum.
The chef remembered clearly how, during their phone call, Jayvaughn had said he wanted to create a romantic indoor date with his boyfriend. It had sounded sweet, even charming, and the chef had been impressed enough by Jayvaughn's sincerity to accept the offer without hesitation. Now, standing in their kitchen, he was starting to regret that decision.
