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continued.

You say that like it's a negative. I'd quite like to see where the magic happens.

Only if you promise you won't share my secrets with anyone.

Even if I weren't a priest your secrets would be safe with me, Kim Gaon.

Hopefully my sauce recipes are lighter fare than your usual secrets.

A lot of it isn't very interesting.

People are all motivated by the same things. They come to confession just to see whether or not their sins are very shocking. Short-changing someone, semi-violent designs, lust for the local pretty chef. Nothing too scandalous.

:)

They do not.

Well, I certainly couldn't tell you who.

( It's Yohan. )

I don't even like knowing it.

Why not?

Well. You start to build a list of suspects in your head, right? And you keep wondering who it is and who it's not and then you start to feel too self-important assuming everyone thinks you're attractive. Which is a possibility, sure. I bet everyone lusts after me, actually.

Wow, how affirming. Excellent work, Father.

Any time, Kim Gaon.

Besides, I hardly think it's a stretch. You're one of our little community's most eligible bachelors. Haven't you had enough grannies trying to introduce you to their granddaughters?

It's because I own a business. And I can cook. And I'm very, very polite. Grannies are easy to win over.

Oh, is that it?

Kim Gaon is a well-rounded prospect. Nothing at all to do with his sweet face.

If I found out you're talking to any grannies about my sweet face I'm barring you from the restaurant.

And deny me both my favourite topic and my favourite food? Aish, that's not very nice.

Surely you have other topics to discuss. Actual congregants you can play matchmaker to. Leave the poor cook alone.

Have you seen some of my congregants, Kim Gaon? Either they're very old, or they're very strange.

( There's one particular man with a religious fervour that Yohan is absolutely keeping an eye on, lest he have to step in. )