"Of course he would look surprised," Chiyoko remarks. "Galaxian likely did not think that we would be using his design in such a matter."
The god nods a little at the guess. "I thought you all would just use it to get free food," he professes.
Bruh.
Manai adds, to Nagesh, "It does look like you're wearing plastic gloves, like a lunch lady. Does that mean you'll make us all something after this?"
"I would have considered it, but you just compared me to a lady while having logical alternatives," Nagesh rebuffs, taking his hands out of whatever he had imagined.

Nagesh feigns despondency. 
Galaxian sputters, "A...a lunch sir."
Manai looks a little less confuddled by the suggested alternative. "A lunch sir," she repeats, quite thoughtfully, in fact. She looks Laurie dead in the eyes. "Then why isn't 'lunch lady' lunch ma'am instead?"
"Lunch madam," Galaxian says, sounding like he's about to choke. For some reason, he finds this very funny.

She's clearly hiding a grin. She's not very good at it, though. "Can it?"

"Hmm...what about a gender neutral term?"
Yes, they're just going to have this discussion in the middle of a meeting about wifi passwords.

"Lunch individual," Galaxian pipes.
"Currently Uncertified Chef," Chiyoko suggests, looking at least a little thoughtful. 

"Middle Meal Maker," Nagesh says in the middle of the temporary silence. Not intentionally, of course. 
"Not all places have three meals a day as a custom," Chiyoko points out, to which he offers a shrug. He doesn't lose his grin, though.
"Well, then the term would have to be made culturally malleable somehow."

"Do they make dinner?" Galaxian asks. Genuinely, that is. He doesn't know. He's a regularly truant deity. 

"I heard that some schools have their lunch people put together meals for the needy," offers Manai. She raises a hand briefly, one of her thinking habits. "Like the soup kitchens I mentioned a while back," she adds, looking at Nagesh and Laurie as she says that, probably because that conversation had involved the two of them more directly than the others.

"Ah, and here I was going to suggest us going to a soup kitchen one of these times," Manai immediately follows, her eyebrows raising playfully. 
Nagesh smirks at Laurie. "I didn't know you had tried making soup. Why, did you forget to give us all samples?"

"I dunno, I think the color of that spot on that ceiling looked pretty cool when it was around," Galaxian says. 
Slight Awkwardness has entered the chat now, I guess.
Nagesh more or less ignores its entrance. "What sort of soup did you try to make, Laurie?"
Chiyoko gives Slight Awkwardness a little wave under her sleeve.

Galaxian looks like that's something new to be learned. It definitely should not have been, but that's also to be expected. 
"Of course, you can do so if you wish," Nagesh responds, not reacting to her embarrassment. Though of course he notices. 

"Hmm, it sounds rather on point," Nagesh says, while Manai and Chiyoko, both people who either don't need to eat or don't know how to cook (judging from Chinami's sheepish expression), listen on with interest. He pauses. "Wait, two cups?"
This is probably 'cause the narrator is stupid, but let's just assume that he's asking because he's unfamiliar with Forengard's units of measurement and is envisioning 2 coffee mugs of salt being added or something like that.

Chiyoko isn't too sure about measurement units either, but she does find another part kind of off. "I'm sorry, but did you list the ingredients in the order of amount?"

(Tbh I suck at cooking so I can't really tell what went wrong with that recipe lol, telling me would be appreciated)

((I guess the others don't know this yet, but the amount of ingredients added is way too much for the quantity of soup Laurie meant to make/the pot size she used))

"That would be correct."

((It really depends on the kind of soup haha, as you can see it clearly doesn't fit into this recipe))

"Yes. It all tasted very... off." Laurie closed her eyes as a minuscule sigh escaped her lips. Hopefully they wouldn't dwell on the subject for long. "I promise to use an existing recipe next time."