[she pauses in mid-chew when, once again, ekko climbs to the top of their topic. his daughter flickers a cut-eye look at him, but says nothing. instead, she weaves around the subject for the second (or is this the third?) time, and adds more weight into his cuisine.]

Are you kidding me? Nothing can beat homemade cooking. Trust me! The knock-offs try their best, but there's a thing called, "masterpiece" and they can't grasp it.