"...I can reheat leftovers," I say, blinking at the bulb of garlic, and letting out a quiet, disbelieving laugh. Even having stayed here for weeks, I never paid much attention to the kitchen, usually finding my meals elsewhere, but now I'm not sure if it's something I can ignore. I've lived in bachelor pads better stocked than this, and that is saying something.

"And it won't even take me three hours."