[Kaz didn't immediately respond, but the viciousness with how he was attacking the vegetables began to ease off. After a full minute where Kaz vented his sudden spike of repressed feelings, he stopped his chopping, took a fortifying breath - and set the knife down. He had practically chopped those carrots into powder]

...yeah, sure. [he turned back to Hiro and actually smiled, as if that little episode never happened. It was almost creepy] I need a bit more cooking oil, potatoes, onions... oh, and could you pick up some self-raising flour too? Meat - yeah, let's go for some prime beef too. I'll pay you back later.