"Diaaa, that's not fair! How am I supposed to bring you food if I can't go in the kitchen! I'm not going to let you just starve, especially not when you're sick in bed! I promise, my stew will clear you right up! You've tasted it before, you know it has special healing properties! The magic of Italian home cooking is absolutely not to be trifled with!"

Seriously, she knows Mari can cook, and Dia's in absolutely no position to make something for herself. What's the worst thing that can happen?

"Even if you don't want me to cook, at least let me make you something! A sandwich, at least! Or something with a little bit of a kick, to clear you right up!"