Something feels a little off, though. Andrea confronts Brandon over dinner.

“The spark’s gone.”

“Huh?”

“Don’t tell me you don’t feel less attracted to me than… I don’t know, last week. What’s wrong, Brandon?”

“I… I’m just not into women who can cook.”

“And you notice that just now?!”

“I guess. I never really noticed.”

“I had my own diner? I want to be a celebrity cook one day. And you never noticed?”

“Yeah.”

“Wow. Okay.”

(Brandon is literally repulsed by good cooks. As soon as Andrea gained her fifth (or was it the sixth?) cooking point, their chemistry went poof)