Hal retreated, his stomach growling in submission. There was a new hierarchy in the house, and it was dictated by the scent of rosemary and garlic. Reese wasn't just cooking; he was orchestrating a symphony. He moved with a grace no one knew he possessed, flipping pans with flick-of-the-wrist precision and tasting sauces with the gravitas of a high court judge.
Malcolm watched, bewildered. He was supposed to be the smart one, yet he couldn't even explain the chemical reaction Reese was manipulating to make the soufflé rise so perfectly. It was maddening. For once, Reese wasn't the "dumb" brother; he was the master, and the kitchen was his kingdom. [S2E18] Reese Cooks
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As Reese plated the final course—a masterpiece that looked like it belonged on a magazine cover rather than their sticky kitchen table—a heavy silence fell over the room. He wiped a stray smudge of sauce off a rim with a white towel, his expression solemn. "Sit," Reese commanded. He moved with a grace no one knew
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