Kathryn had said he was one of the best chefs in the county. She told her that if you were not fired by Chef Jeff, you could get any job you wanted. Daphne approached Maize with caution. She had a strong chance of getting this job considering her biological mother, Kathryn gave her good word. Her deafness was only what defined her. She entered the front door of the five star restaurant and requested to speak with Chef Jeff when the hostess asked if she needed help. The woman nodded as Daphne squinted to read her name tag. Soon they were in what looked to be a private dining area where the Chef was examining the entrees being out to the buffet for the party that afternoon. "Hello Chef Jeff, I am Daphne Vasquez . My mother said you were looking for an extra set of hands." she greeted in her most confident and friendly voice. She was tired of being rejected due to being deaf.

Chef Jeff was surprised by the voice that came from behind him. Not thinking at first, he began to speedily reply as he face away from whoever was behind him. Upon turning around, he saw the confusion on the girl's face like he was speaking Chinese to her. She politely asked him to repeat himself and speak slower. Normally he would have ignored this request because he expected orders to be heard the first time, but there was something different about this girl. She was beautiful. Remembering back to the conversation with his boss this morning, Jeff realized this was the girl who was strongly recommended by the Kennish family. "You got the job since I am short handed at the moment. You will refer to me as chef or sir. Nothing else. I expect perfection and nothing but it. If you cannot keep with the food, you will dropped lower in status or cut depending how well staffed I am." he said as he faced her this time. He nodded towards the apron rack and the vegetables that needed to be chopped in the kitchen. "Ask Scuba what you should be cutting. He will explain the kitchen rules to you and where everything is."

"Understood Chef!" Daphne said as she slipped on a white apron. She pushed open the door to the kitchen and scanned for a guy with a name tag that read Scuba. She found him mincing garlic. "Chef said to report to you. I am Daphne. Chef said you catch me up on everything" she said. The prep chef seemed a lot less stressed out. Scuba guided her with ease as he showed her the ropes. Daphne was soon set up with a sharp nice and a pile of onions that need to be chopped into one inch cubes. Daphne worked as hard as she could to produce as many perfect one inch cubes as possible. Within a couple of hours, she was done with the pile of onions. Her hands reeked, and she was convinced her hand would fall off if she lifted her knife again, but the oh so cute Chef Jeff seemed to approve of her work. She realized though it would take some work before they could understand each other. Chef spoke to fast for her to read his lips, and he did not use his hands to speak at all. Clearly this was a problem for Daphne, so once they were all done for the night, she approached him. "Chef, I know I am new, but I cannot understand you even with my hearing aids. You speak so fast I only catch half your sentence. Can you slow down and look at me when you speak?" she requested hoping for a mutual agreement. No such luck, he answered quickly. Something about Scuba translating for her if it was really an issue, or maybe he said Scuba takes care of the kitchen issues.

[A/N: I know there is more probably against Jeff and Daphne then for it, but I am for it. I am going to do it differently from what the show writers do. Reviews would be helpful. I promise I will work on Love of an Olympian soon, but I am stuck on the chapter about Lauren. This is a way to ease out of my long term writer's block. Stay tuned for more and leave reviews or a message.]