World champion chef Damien vanishes after a car crash and wakes trapped in a dog's body. As Ziggy, he must train a clumsy kitchen hand to cook like a legend while hiding his true identity. Can he reclaim his name before a rival steals everything he built?
An accident. Would any of you actually eat this? Mr. Ron, don't soil your mouth with that garbage. I am beyond disappointed with Sterling's food. Wait, Charles made this? Why would you even bring it out?
You're just a kitchen hand. Who told you to serve your food here? Do you have any idea what kind of occasion this is? Did I hear that right? You let a kitchen hand cook for President Morris and Mr. George, that's careless of you.
Oh, no. Charles has really done it this time. You wouldn't even eat this slop yourselves, and you dare serve it to distinguished It was an accident! An accident? Would any of you actually eat this?
You? It's still you? I think you're deliberately insulting President Morris and Mr. Bond. Every dish at the summit is carefully prepared by our chefs. We've never cut corners, so don't you dare accuse us.
And don't waste food. I'm wasting food? If you're so great, why don't you finish this stuff even a dog wouldn't touch? You won't eat it either, will you? And you have the nerve to yell at me. President Morris, the summit clearly has no respect for you.
George, is this how your hotel treats its guests? What do you mean even a dog wouldn't touch you? Fine. You better pray that when I'm human again, you still have the guts to talk to me like that. You're lucky I'm not making you eat dog crap.
You will eat every bite of that salad.