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When Hannibal entered Will's kitchen, the delectable aroma of sautéed onions and fresh sage greeted him; along with the pleasing sight of Will in a navy blue chef's apron.
"This is an unexpected surprise. You've never cooked for me before."
With a noncommittal shrug, Will added a dash of salt to his concoction. "Sometimes when I can't sleep, I watch Chopped re-runs."
"So you enjoy unpredictable outcomes born from predictable formulas." Hannibal stared appreciatively at Will's body. "Which ingredients are in your mystery basket?"
Will's smile was chilling. "I'll start with her heart, and see where inspiration leads me next."