Nathan scooped up the carrot with his knife and carefully dropped it into the pot. "Jessica thats a nice a name," he smiled but didn't take his eyes off the cooking, the expression on his face showed his passion for cooking. He has been studying them since he was six. Then he placed the lid on top and then a motar on top to keep the pressure in.
Finally he turned around and looked at the teacher as he waited for the food to finish. "Well lucky for you we have pickles and chocolate," he grinned. Nathan chuckled as he listen to her she talk about her having this food craving; he opened the fridge and pulled out both of them out and placed it on the table. "I know what you mean," he laughed. "I have them too, sometime," he told her as he gently placed the pickles onto a plate.
Suddenly he heard her scream out in pain and saw her grasping the table for support. Nat's eyes were wide with shock as he raced over to help her. "Donna please get Jessica a seat, please," he asked one of his elves as he stood there helping Jess up.
"Yes, master," grinned Donna as she happily skipped off to get a chair and dragged it over to where they were.
"Thanks, Donna," smiled Nathan as he helped Jessica into the seat. "There you go."