With the cheese now in his meaty hands, Yeto seems to examine it for a few seconds. Was your excuse going to fly, Dylas? A few more ticks of time go by before he finally sounds a boisterous, "Mmm! Perfect ingredient, uh!" which tells us that apparently he doesn't care, or maybe he wasn't even listening.

Into the soup it goes, as he gives it a stir. "Little more time on fire, it become gourmet soup, uh! Here, taste!"

It seems to be an invitation to come forward and give it a try... just as an excited, "I think I remember, uh!" breaks the silence from the next room. Midna, who was now in the ground with her arms crossed, was just about at the end of her rope with Yeta and peered up at Dylas from under her crown.

"You go talk to her."

Sorry Dylas, no soup for you. At least you had all that cheese to tide you over.