Well, maybe she was just rusty or something. "Here, let's try a recipe I looked up earlier."

He set aside a pile of ingredients, beginning to write out a list on his Omnicomm. "Okay, we need eggs, flour, vegetable oil, baking powder... sour milk. And we're going to need two 8-inch round pans..."

He rummaged through a nearby cabinet, pulling two down. "I'll grease these, you measure those out and whisk all of them together, all right?"