He’d come into work early, anticipating a busy day due to a royal’s birthday. His coworkers weren’t due in the kitchen for another hour, leaving Bas with some quiet time to start on prep- he had music playing softly in the background, and he took a moment to make himself a cup of coffee before starting in on preparing breakfast. As much as he enjoyed the hectic energy of the kitchen when it was all hands on deck, he appreciated the quiet moments much more, since he didn’t get enough of them.
He took a knife and a cutting board out and placed them on the counter before opening one of the refrigerators, searching for the ingredients he’d need as he hummed along to the music. He heard the door swing open and shut, and without turning around, said “I hope you’re here to help, if you’re looking for something to eat you’ll probably be disappointed.”
