[Despite living near such a chef, Demyx rarely absorbs much 'technical' information. This might be because he doesn't usually listen when Stephen starts going on about this stuff when it doesn't imply that food is in his immediate future.

But he does listen for stuff like that. So he sticks his head in the fridge and looks for 'everything but quiche'. However, since he doesn't know what it is-]

Hey, what kind of pie is this? [He lifts it out and sniffs it.] It's yellow. If it's apple, it really went bad, like, a while ago. You should throw this out. Seriously, I think they melted and it grew weird mold on it and everything.