Jel: Ring! Ring! It's the dinner bell...

Jel: Reth! I told you, I'm not eating until I'm --

Jel: (sniff sniff)

Jel: Oh, my. Is that Soon Tofu?

Jel: The silkiest. Tish said it was your favorite.

Jel: It was...but I'm afraid I had a bit too much recently and now I can't stand the smell.

Jel: Oh come on. You won't even try it?

Jel: Maybe just one bite...since you worked so hard.

Jel: Oh...oh my! The flavors! The texture! It all just melds beautifully. Oh my dragon! This...it's not just food. It's ART!

Jel: That look on your face, it's why I do what I do! I knew the Heatroot was the right touch for your palette.

Jel: Wait, did you create this...especially for me?

Jel: Yeah...of course. Why do you look so surprised? Do I come off as some kind of jerk who doesn't do nice stuff for his friends?

Jel: No! No! Not at all. I see all you do for Tish and for Player, but me? I never knew you thought of me as a friend. I never knew...what you thought of me at all.

Jel: Dude, we hang out every day. Of course, you're my friend! And as far as what I think of you...well, you're freakin' awesome. I mean, look at this place. All these clothes! I could never do what you do. I'm in awe of you, man.

Jel: Well, if you like my clothes, you'll have to let me dress you some time.

Jel: As long as you let me feed you.

Jel: ...