[When the door opens, Cater's face-up again, browsing his phone and looking much less frazzled. He sits up, turning off his phone and putting it down.]

Yeah, definitely. I know you told me I didn't have to be sorry but I can't help feeling a little bad. I really went from 0 to 100 on you.

[The smell of fresh food reminds him just how hungry he is and he reaches for the bowl and hot sauce, thankful for Trey all over again.]

Aahhh, this smells so good! You're the best, Trey--thanks for dinner!

[Even though the tone's the most lighthearted he's sounded since earlier, the eagerness in which he digs in once he's thoroughly spiced his chili is evidence enough that he's not just putting on airs.]

How are you so good at cooking and baking?