"It is...?" he sounds really confused right now about why she sounds so unhappy about it. Has he fucked up something already? This is why he needs his master here to direct him. He's terrible at meeting people on his own.

Wait. Was he wrong? Is she a vampire but... her eyes. Did someone make her mortal by taking her eyes? Is that why she's insisting she has no rank? But, no, why would she be eating shrimp? Vampires still need blood, even after they have their eyes taken, don't they? He always thought so...

"Sorry. I won't do it again if it bothers you."

Now she's asking about hot dogs. He... doesn't get it. Where is she going with this? Slowly, he sinks back into the chair, a look of outsized concentration on his face.

"Honestly? The first step is getting the all-beef or all-pork ones, if you can't make your own. Not the cheep-o ones filled with salt and fillers. Then, grilling or smoking is the best. If you can't do that, frying pan is next best. Anything but boiling them." And don't even mention a microwave near him. "You have to toast the buns too. You can do that on the grill. I like to keep it simple with the condiments, though. Maybe just some stone ground mustard and ketchup. Relish is too much sweet." Did she want a culinary dissertation? He hopes so.

"I'm not much for adding onions or anything like that on it. If the meat is good, you don't need the rest."