After pestering for a long time, he finally agreed.
They headed to the kitchen and Izabelle continued to teased him. To some extent, she knows that he wouldn't like being dared to do something, so she had dared him earlier and he agreed.
She helped him put on an apron and also put on one. She then brought out her phone for them to take pictures.
"I don't take pictures!" He yelled fiercely and held her hands down.
"O-ok. I just felt we should take one to remember this day that we cooked together."
"I don't wish to remember it."
"Ok."
"What should we cook?"
"You brought me here. You shouldn't be asking that." He answered and donned a glove.
"But you said you never cooked and i have only cooked a few times too. Just choose a food"
"Steak."
"Ok. Let's start now."
Both of them began cooking as the ingredients were already available.