Who doesn't like you? Daan? [ kaveh retrieves two plates. he brings them over first, then returns for the pot. ] He only seems like he doesn't like anyone. I think he gets a lot of joy out of being the most sarcastic man alive.

[ because it couldn't possibly be midnight, who likes and loves everyone equally. kaveh pauses over the stove. then, with an impressive show of strength, he lugs the entire pot of stew over and drops the towel from his hand before setting the pot onto it. ]

And no, I don't want to talk about Alhaitham. You were building up to this point, weren't you. If arguing you about this means I don't have to talk about Alhaitham, and it has the potential of getting you to see that you are a character in the stories that you write, then isn't this a win all around?