"And you didn't try and play matchmaker?" the Master rejoined, sounding rather put out. "You could have saved us so much time!"

He was completely ignoring the number of truths about their situation that were bound to come to her attention later on. Such as the fact that he was in the Doctor's TARDIS fairly regularly now. And--

"Carrot soufflé," he repeated for the Doctor's benefit. "It's easy. Once you know one soufflé, you can do them all." Which was true. Easier than most things you'd put together in a skillet, at least. Baking was all science.