"Aren't tomatoes technically fruit, or something?" Atton asked, tilting his head.

He could be an asshole and it'd probably get Lecter out of his apartment faster. But unfortunately, they were likely to be stuck on an island together for the foreseeable future. Besides, now that he was no longer a student, he couldn't pull off the asshole approach quite as easily.

"I don't know. I'm not the guy running a cooking class. I'm just happy I have a microwave, so props."