Cooking with Love

Announcer: And there you have it folks! With our semi-finals finished, we're down to our two finalists. Who's gonna win in next week's cook off?! Will it be the lovely Arlana?
A spotlight shines on a beautiful white-haired woman with a prominent rack and wearing a yellow v-neck shirt with a set of hot pants; the woman gives a cute, confident smile as she places her hands on her hip to make a flirty pose, eliciting cheers from the crowd
Announcer: Or will the winner be the dashing Zinc?
A second spotlight shines on a young man who waves, getting screams from fangirls in the audience.
Announcer: Yes, this time next week, one of these two will be titled Chef King. Thank you, and good night folks.

A short while later, somewhere backstage.
Arlana: So, you really think that you can beat me, Zinc? You may be good to get this far, but you're not good enough.

Zinc: I'm head chef at a five star restaurant. If I can make it there, I can make it anywhere.

Arlana: Well so am I. And I've been to your restaurant, it isn't anywhere close to what I've made in my sleep.

Zinc: I don't need your bragging, okay?

Arlana: Fine, fine, sorry. How about I make it up to ya and make dinner? I'm sure you'd prefer to have someone else cook your meals right now anyway.

Zinc: Yeah, I'd be happy to have you cook for me.

Arlana: Of course you'd be happy for a pretty girl to cook for ya.

Zinc: Yeah, sure. ^ ^

A little later in Arlana's apartment, Arlana, now wearing a pretty yellow dress and an apron, places down a plate of an exquisitely made dinner in front of Zinc before sitting down next to him with her own plate.
Arlana: Well, here you go, enjoy.

Zinc: Why thank you. This was a very kind gesture, Arlana. *starts eating*

Arlana: Well what can I say, you're a really cute guy.