You haven't proven yourself once, so as far as I'm concerned, you are new. Listen - my skills are torture, extortion and intel gathering. Not cooking. [He cocks his head.] You knew that going in, and you knew I'd be willing to buy you food worth eating. You went into this seeing if it would be worth laughing at, and it isn't even good enough for that. That falls on you for poor management - I'm delivering exactly what you asked me for.

[He bursts in a flash of sparks then - they swirl around Sombra and he reforms just behind her, running his fingers through her hair as he slips past her.]

On the other hand, if this deal doesn't work out, I can always take out my frustrations on you. I've made my peace with never impressing your father... which means it won't change a damn thing if something happens to you, right?