Pvt. Jeff grew up in France in the world of professional culinary arts, where perfection was the only standard and flavour was the only measure. He was exceptional. He trained under serious people, worked in serious kitchens, and developed a relationship with precision that bordered on the devotional.
He joined the French Foreign Legion as head chef, reasoning that soldiers needed the finest food to perform at the highest level. He produced it. He was also, quietly and consistently, making his troops sluggish, under-hydrated, and entirely unequipped for the nutritional demands of active desert deployment. He had been cooking for himself. He simply happened to be feeding other people.
When the Squad came calling, Pvt. Jeff arrived with his standards intact and his priorities about to be turned completely upside down. He was given a new mission: cook for every hero, not just the ones who appreciated a reduction sauce.