Thank you. [ She takes it into her hands before transporting it to another section of counter. Elizabeth glances around, then spies a few metallic stools off by the wall. She moves toward them and brings two over, huffing out an exhale as she sets them down. ]

There! And, "what did I"... Oh! Well... I didn't have anything in mind, really; I don't know many recipes. I'm sure we could find one in the media libraries that seems easy enough. Or we could ask someone?