[...Okay, weirdo. Dito looks side-eyed at Jake and his sudden enthusiasm. The hell has gotten into him? It was like the last time-- one minute he seemed about ready to bash Dito's head in, and the next he was practically bouncing with excitement. And now he's offering to make him stew?

Eh. Far be it from Dito to look a gift horse in the mouth. Or a deer, more appropriately.]

Sure thing. I'm not one to turn down a good bowl of stew. Honestly haven't had that much of a chance to check out most of the shops in the area, so this might be a good opportunity if nothing else.