"I'm probably like, the best cook in all of Corona." Eugene proudly said, "I can make a batch of cookies for the party in no time!" He put his hands on his hips. "Gee, thanks buddy-" Lance was getting ready to say, before Varian pushed him aside and pointed at Eugene.

"Whoa, whoa, Eugene, you are not a good cook. Don't you remember that time you tried to make a cake for Rapunzel? We were supposed to just use vanilla and you grabbed one of my other alchemical substances and you covered the whole castle's kitchen in green foam!" Varian crossed his arms at the end. "That was, like, when you were.. what 14? I've grown as a chef." Eugene put his nose-in-air. "When's the last time you cooked something?" Varian raised a brow.

Eugene paused, "What?"

"You heard me, when's the last time you cooked something?" Varian asked.

"Uh, well, kid, that's not important right now-" Eugene stuttered.

"Ah-hah! But it is important." Varian pointed at him again.

He turned to Lance, "I'll be making the cookies for the party. You take Eugene to distract Angry and Catalina until we get everything done, okay?"

Lance nodded, but Eugene just rolled his eyes. "Fine." Eugene sighed with a soft glare.