"You're better at magic, so you're just going to ignore the magic? Embrace your strengths, man!" Hunk was half side-eyeing, half teasing scowl, but he was serious. "I'd kill to get weird magic powers," he barely manages to hold his fake-judging facade from the weight of his own Gourmand Humor, "and what's a refresher gonna hurt for you? Magic doesn't seem like something you forget, and these jobs don't define you, Hope."

And then the tone shatters, and he's grinning again. "Take me! I'm a great cook, and that's not from the Gourmand asterisk. If you wanna go for Chemist, go for it, but you'll learn potions and stuff as you go, too..." He looks sheepish and embarrassed for having gotten so overbearing about it.

"Plus you can have, like, three of them. And if it'd make you feel safer," Hunk smirks, before doing a slight bellow with a bassy, showy voice. "Then I'll bring the cake!" And he laughed. Hunk can form the head of the party! Unless the joke and party invite was too weird for Hope. Oh jeez Hunk was totally down to bake a cake but his eyes widened as he realized his humor might have finally flown too close to the sun!