I also stood up, my voice warm and inviting. "Aunt, let me help you," I said, my eyes meeting Julie's briefly.
Elyas and Hannah both turned to me, their expressions surprised. "Jack, can you cook?" Elyas asked, his voice carrying a note of curiosity. "And you are our guest. How can you cook?"
Julie's smile was gentle as she looked at them. "Jack can cook better than even your mother," she said, her voice carrying that perfect maternal warmth. "And he may even be one of the best chefs in the world."
Elyas and Hannah both looked at me, their expressions surprised. "What?" they both exclaimed, their voices carrying a note of disbelief.
Hannah's eyes widened with excitement. "Really? That's amazing! What's your specialty?"
I smiled, thinking of my favorite dishes. "I'm particularly good with French cuisine - my beef bourguignon is legendary. But I also make a mean Italian risotto and can whip up a perfect Spanish paella."
