[It takes Liem a few moments to finish checking in on his current "student," an older woman who seems to be here strictly for the pleasure of learning a dish from another world. He's learned that she's a regular here for that very reason, and that this seems to be a common practice among a certain subset of the population. Her cooking doesn't need any assistance, so after a brief exchange he moves on, looking up to catch sight of Minegishi lurking just outside the window.

He pauses, blinking in bemusement, then crosses the room to stop by the widow, which is already open to allow a breeze through the warm room.]

Hello, Minegishi. If you were hoping to participate, [he says, knowing full well that isn't remotely why he's here,] I'm afraid you're about half an hour too late. But if I'd known you were in the area, I would have invited you.