Heath started making the mashed potatoes. A glance at the taste preferences above his customer's head told him what kind to make: hot and numbing mashed potatoes. After all, this girl's requirements for the dish were heat, a numbing kick, savoriness, and fragrance, so that was what Heath planned to make. The heat and numbing kick were easy enough-Heath had made plenty of dishes like that-but the savoriness and fragrance gave him a bit of a headache. These were mashed potatoes, not something else. Seasonings could provide the heat and numbing kick, but asking for savoriness and fragrance really was a bit much.
Still, Heath did his best to think of a solution. After mulling it over, he settled on adding a little salt, then pan-frying the potatoes after boiling them. It would not be entirely effective, but it was better than doing nothing. The finished dish did taste fairly good, though it had little to do with savoriness and fragrance. Heath really could not come up with any other ideas, so he could only leave it at that.
As for the pork jerky, that was simple to make. Although Heath did not have the specialized equipment, he had other kitchen utensils that could achieve a similar effect, so he soon finished the sweet-and-salty pork jerky with white sesame seeds and had Zoroark carry it out. Heath kept making more himself. He was rather interested in this pork jerky and wanted to make extra to keep around as a snack, so he made some more and set it aside. He paid little attention to the customer outside. Once the service notification appeared, he would know whether this customer was human or something else anyway.
``` [You served Cresselia. You received a Dream Pillow.]
[Dream Pillow: Resting your head on this