[He silently takes the bowl, the serious aura around him dissipating just about as quickly as it had come. A light smile, a chuckle that isn't derisive, setting the egg mixture aside as he works on finishing up the filling. Some of the tomato mixture is lightly added as he fetches a spoon to give it a taste. Hm, hm, that should be fine.]

I don't know what to think of you, dear Sage. [The spoon is tossed towards the sink with a clatter.] Even a magic user can't be a mind reader. But that's exactly why we ask questions.

[And their question session has been rather one-sided. But Solomon doesn't mind. They'll have time to extend the reach of their curiosities.]

Thank you for humoring me with an answer. I hope what you learn will lead you to a fulfilling success. Just don't forget what you want in the process.

[A wink, quickly made under softer eyes, before his energy brightens like the flip of a switch.]

Just another minute or two should be fine! Would you like to mold the shape of the rice while I finish the egg? We'll just need a plate.