No

Alessandra continued to struggle as the apron slowly injected a mantra into her mind.

"You are the mansion's private chef. You are the mansion's private chef." The mantra repeated. Alessandra desperately tried her best to fight off the magical apron. She was however, unable to fend off forever. Alessandra found her self succumbing to the magical enchantments within her apron.

Alessandra now stood in the middle of the kitchen, a cookbook with thousands of recipes on a table next to her. Alessandra would now serve as the private chef of the mansion. She would simply stand at attention until someone entered the kitchen, where she would then happily cook whatever meal she was asked to cook. She would even fulfill other requests if asked....