Liir was once again working on the knitting book even as he considered Hurley's idea from yesterday. An Iron Chef competition on the island? And then what he'd said about the odds being stacked in his favor? Well...

Maybe he just needed a new hobby or something.

Hence knitting. Useful, warm, and something familiar; Nanny had never shown him but she'd made all manner of things when her fingers were up to it. So, vowing to get a nice set of needles and some yarn, he continued reading about wash cycles.

"Of course I'll hand-wash it..."

[ocdless for great justice!]