Somehow you two survived the car ride. SOMEHOW!

      You helped him put everything in order. If he knew you personally he probably would have been cussing you out as if you were a stubborn restraunter. I mean who puts flour in the fucking refrigerator. Oh wait, me and you. At least we're both idiots.

     "Okay first thing we're gonna bake is a cookie. Please tell me-" Gordon started but what do you. Not how to bake a cookie that's what you don't know. So with a nervous chuckle you said to Gordon, "Hahaha funny joke."

     His face was pure annoyance and anger. So as punishment for being and idiot he let you guess what went in a cookie aka, you pull out fucking pepper and it's quite obvious he's five seconds away from doing it himself.

     So it took you a while but you pulled out the right ingredients to make a huge 7 inch cookie. Flour, salt, vanilla, baking soda, brown sugar, chocolate chips cause fuck it why the hell not, butter, and eggs.

      First attempt, the cookie literally blew up in the oven. Pretty sure dumping baking soda was a bad idea. Second attempt, hehe why and how did you forget the eggs? Third attempt, was pretty good to you at least.

      Gordon spit it out and glared at you the whole process of the fourth attempt. Which he said was good but you forget the chocolate chips so you set the cookie on fire. Then threw it out a window yelling utter gibberish that you claimed to be French. In reality you keep forgetting France was a country and called it a continent half your life.

     So, during the whole fifth attempt Gordon questioned your sanity. At least the cookie was good WITH chocate chips! Gordon was still questioning your sanity by the end of the day but hey you learned how to make a cookie!