Let em’ cook!

Wait before you spear

Turning gold into even brighter gold

We didn’t see that koming

The chronological line is confusing

Let the games begin

“Friendship?”

“I’ll find you Samuel”

I don’t understand the classifying process

Everything’s set, why not?

The winner? That’s always me

One final push

“…We must take certain necessary measures”

“You have found your master”