Alright. I've decided that Blake has what it takes to become a star. But he needs to put in a lot of work first, and I've got a ton of stuff going on. With your help, things would move faster. What do you say?

Okay. First you must convince Robby Fray, the seven star chef, to be in charge of cooking for the party after the performance. People who come to see my productions deserve nothing but the best, and that includes food.

Ah, I see. You want to become the star and make your debut instead of Blake, right? I could tell you were the conniving sort.

Are you here to taste, nay, to EXPERIENCE my art? Better get in line then.
1) (You explain that you're here on behalf of Blake.) In conclusion...I was wondering if you, the most famous and talented chef in the world, the one and only Robby Fray, would be willing to cater the party immediately following Blake's performance!

Ah, that boy's voice makes me want to do a little dance. He's really quite talented. I'd be thrilled to help. One talent deserves another, am I right? But I have a favor to ask.

Will you do a favor for me? Think about it and let me know.

I simply must have the best. If you don't convince Robby Fray to cater the reception, the deal's off.