[Ai's knife skills still have a lot to be desired, but... well, at least she's not in danger of cutting herself for the moment. He can keep more of his attention on Shirou, busy bustling around the stove.]

Is that so? Interesting.

[He means this genuinely. The following tidbit-- "does not and cannot cook for herself; has not practiced since middle(?) school"-- has been added to his mental dossier for Ai. She has had neither the inclination and, perhaps, not even the opportunity to learn due to her career. He still can't quite grasp the shape of it; what it means to be an "idol". She's obviously some sort of public performer, but the scale of it seems to be very different from the entertainers he is familiar with.]

Well, perhaps we can make a trade. I can share a recipe or two with you and you can show me how to operate those devices-- the microwave and the rice cooker. [A pause, then--] Ah, but. You can pass on the rice, if you would prefer.

["The only food Ai doesn't like is white rice."

It strikes Jay as odd, that one of the only things Ai knows how to cook is a food she specifically dislikes.]