Simple is great, Seifer's a simple cook. The few things he can make are largely campfire fare. Anything one could feasibly cook up on a griddle or skillet was his specialty. Granted he'd been trying to learn more. Turned out he wasn't a terrible cook and rather enjoyed being able to offer that as contribution to their household. How domestic. He'd love to learn to cast a waffle iron though. Teach him the ways, Rhodey.

"He really should," Because he had specifically told Seifer not to ask. Surely he realized that Seifer would immediately go ask. "Wait, what's a wet T-shirt contest and why was she so mad about it? What's the point in wet shirts?" This sheltered lad didn't realize that those wet shirts were supposed to be on the women while they're wet. Thus the appeal. "How do you judge, did one shirt hold more water? Was that the point?"