Minwoo helped get the missing groceries for dinner with Seojun while Seojin prepared the side dishes with what they had in stock.
They had to share the labor because, in the end, if whatever Dongwoo was doing was successful, they would have a feast.
But while they were doing what they were doing, they were worried about Dongwoo and what he was doing.
He didn't give them a clue as to what he was planning to do but just took a picture.
What exactly could a simple picture solve?
'I don't get it.' Seojin thought as he stored the stew. 'No matter how I look at it, It's just a picture.' he thought and stopped stirring.
He tried to think of what Dongwoo could possibly use that picture to do but no idea came to mind.
"Is it done?" Minwoo asked, watching Seojin turn off the gas.
Seojin nodded and asked,
"What do you think he's thinking?"
"What?"