Damn. Good food and poetry books? Gorgug blinks at Jason, like that's something to be amazed at. But also, he was thinking for a second that this mysterious baker was just a roommate, or something.

This is not just a roommate.

"Is there...a secret to it? Reading poems? Is it fun?"

It's a dumb question, or offensive, but Gorgug is trying to ask genuinely here! He even sounds puzzled.

Tell him the secrets of poem reading.