Making an apple pie is hardly like dismantling a weapon, [ Eames snorts but there's fond amusement in it. ] You put love into it. [ This here is full on bullshit and he doesn't believe it himself. But he likes teasing John, just because he kind of does think that the boy needs a lot of affection. ]

So, what have you been up to lately? What's new?

[ He brings a paper onto the table with the instructions, points out the list of ingredients, little hooks at the ends of them, numbers. First butter and sugar. He points at the bowl. ] Hands in, this you will knead by hand.