15720/Cooking For Dummies

Cooking For Dummies
Date of Scene:	26 August 2023
Location:	Main Room - Titan's Tower
Synopsis:	Wally tries to cook for the Titans. It doesn't really work out. Thankfully, Caitlin saves the day! Feat. Vivian Vision and Golden Eagle.
Cast of Characters:	Wally West, Caitlin Fairchild, Vivian Vision, Yaretzi Acama

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Wally West has posed:
Titans Tower.

All through the Tower, many a creature was stirring. There /might/ be a mouse somewhere, but lets be honest, it's probably Beast Boy. But there's a scent of numerous food items that flood through the Tower's halls and rooms and laboratories.

And....is something burning?

"Oh mmaaaaaan!" Wally was zooming from oven to oven, from pan to pan. It seems as though Wally is trying to do cook cheeseburgers. And homemade potato-cut fries that seems to have been seasoned with Old Bay seasoning. Additionally, he seems to be trying to pan-fry some vegetables in a butter baste. Only problem is, despite how fast Wally is, he's made a poor show of actually properly timing everything. The burgers are getting crispier (/and/ he forgot to put cheese on it to provide that sweet melted appearance), the greens are burning, and the fries are /way/ too soft to actually be served.

Is Wally a bad cook?

Yes. Probably. Maybe? If he focused less on quantity and mroe on quality he'd probably be better at it.

"C'mon, c'mon, I gotta at least save the burgers!"

No doubt the burning is going to trigger an alarm, but aaaalso is probably going to draw some attention. Wally's first real crack at serving a team meal is going...

Well, better than expected actually. At least the entire placeh asn't burned down!

Caitlin Fairchild has posed:
The elevator doors *ding* to announce an arrival, and Caitlin steps into the main room with a look of befuddlement on her face. Her eyes automatically track to the kitchen and she sniffs the air a few times, her keen nose picking the scents of what Wally's cooking (and what he's burning!). She's clad in pink scrubs and carries two full toes over her shoulder, both overfilled with books, electronics, and loose sheafs of paper. Dressed as she is, with her hair pulled back in a simple ponytail, Caitlin is likely returning to the Tower after finishing her rounds at the teaching hospital.

"Holy moly," she says with some dismay. The bags and books are set on the large communal table with a heavy *thump*. One relieved of her burden, Caitlin walks to the kitchen with her hands spread slightly in a gesture somewhere between 'shocked disappointment' and 'offering condolences'.

"Wally, what on *Earth* are you doing?" she asks the ginger speedster. "Are you trying to cook?" The question's clearly rhetorical, as that is the only thing Wally could possibly be doing.

Caitlin's green eyes abruptly narrow rather menacingly. "You're not using any of my good cookeware. Right?" she says-- another rhetorical statement, but this one with a significantly more ominous tone attached.

Wally West has posed:
*DING!*

"Ah crap-"

Wally is trying to get everything ready and his speed is helping him, yes, but it's causing a lack of attention to detail. Judging by the looks of things - with Caitlin's sharp eyes - she can at least tell that while Wally has a habit of being slightly irresponsible, he doesn't seem to be using her *special* cooking utensils. WHEW! The problem is though, those cheeseburgers are a little past 'well done' and fully into 'congratulations'.

"I just need a little spice here, a little spice there...."

And now he notices Caitlin proper and Wally seems to go full stiff. "Cait!" He practically stiffens and does a total 'I'm a cool dude doing cool things....dude.' "I am trying to cook and I am...." He looks around the kitchen, noticing the total state of disarray. He even has a stack of plates that look like previous attempts to do the exact same thing that met the exact same results.

Insanity, much?

"*trying*." He sighs softly. "I think I'm gonna need the fire extinguisher in about five seconds." He then lifts his hands defensively. "Woah, woah WOAH! I haven't used any of your good cookware. I'm a terrible cook, not suicidal!"

Caitlin Fairchild has posed:
Caitlin lifts a hand to forestall Wally's reaction. "It's OK, Wally," she promises him, walking into the kitchen area. "Nothing here we can't salvage. Burgers, veggies and potato wedges, right?" she asks. Her favorite apron, black with a faded white D20 on the front, is taken off the hanger and she ducks into it before tying it around her hips.

"Pull the burgers first. Too much heat there," she tells Wally. "I can reconsitute them into some stuffing and we can make some fresh ones."

Ignoring the heat in the oven, she reaches in without any kind of mitt and moves the fry tray up closer to the broilers. Once it's set on 'air fry' she turns her attention to the veggies, plucking out the burnt ones and adding some oil to the butter to help rehydrate the overcooked greens.

"This is a huge dinner, Wally," she tells him, tossing the pans over a jumping orange flame. "Are you running critically low on calories or something?"

Wally West has posed:
Is it okay?

Is it actually? Wally doesn't quite know how to recover from this fustercluck, but he's trying as best as he can! She's asking about what he's cooking and he nods at her. "Yeah, tried to do the King Trio (What Wally believes is the best meal + sides ever), buuut clearly my cooking skills arn't great." She's apronning up?

She's apronning up!

Praise God! "You bet Chef. Also, we need to get another game of D&D going." Wally's a blur of motion as the burgers are pulled off of the stove and onto a cutting board for now, making a weird burnt burger pyramid. "I can try rolling up some more ground beef?"

The she's asking about the reasons. "Well...I keep seeing you cooking all the time for everyone so I thought I might help out a little? Figured I'm fast so I could handle a large volume." He shrugs. "But also yes, I'm starving and like...a centimeter away from being hangry."

He smiles nervously. "A for effort?"

Vivian Vision has posed:
Some of the Titans don't actually need to stir to help out. With all her commitments at GIRL and her literal pet project (making a Synthezoid dog) Vivian Vision doesn't have as much time to help out at with the team as she used to. But when it comes to monitoring duty? She's a natural. Able to keep track of potential situations all around the world without even having to try.

Or indeed move.

Standing utterly still staring at the Titan systems does tend to weird people out a little though...

Which is why she's taking a stroll around the Tower. The hints of burning draw her like a moth to a flame, because where there's smoke there is usually fire. And where there is fire? Well there might be an important fire safety drill to assist with.

Or, given the location, there might just be a minor kitchen mishap which needs someone assist with cleaning. Which is statistically more likely but an AI can hope.

She phases into the kitchen through a wall with a wave. "Is everything okay? The Tower reported unusual air readings and I thought it best to ensure they were investigated for the official logs." It's lucky Wally hadn't touched the good cookware or it might be reporting a potential homicide! And then the records would need falsifying and it would be no end of trouble.

Caitlin Fairchild has posed:
"A for effort," Caitlin assures Wally. She uplifts her chin at the side of the refridgerator, where the SnackyShake dispensers are. "It'll take us about twenty minutes to get this going again; why don't you sit down with a shake for a minute, calorie load a little?" she tells the speedster.

At Viv's question, Caitlin turns to look over her shoulder and smiles reassuringly at Vivian. "It's all good, Viv, just the early dinner warning alarm," she confirms with an amused tone of voice. "C'mon in, join us. We'll have something edible ready in a few minutes."

Caitlin digs a few pounds of fresh beef out of the refrigerator, then bread crumbs and some potatoes from the larder. One of the advantages to cooking in bulk is that the Titans often have fresh ingredients on hand, given how many deliveries they need per week anyway. "Wally, open up that red cookbook with the textured spine," she prompts him and nods at the volume in question. "It's a recipe for burger meat; you'll need some ground oatmeal, onions, garlic, salt, and a couple other things. Can you mix the patties up for me and roll them out about a quarter-inch thick?" she requests. "And Viv, wash and peel these potatoes for me," she requests of the synthezoid girl." Caitlin mashes the bread crumbs into the burger meat and rolls it out into a tall cake tray, adding in some dry herbs for flavor and a little oil to help salvage the over-cooked parts of the burger meat. "This'll make for a great meatloaf stuffing later," she muses.

Wally West has posed:
Wally smiles warmly at Caitlin, turning at her direction towards the refridgerator to access a SnackyShake. "Alright...I think that's a good idea..." He does look a little pale, actually. That's the takeaway with Super Speed: The body is moving nearly as fast as he can and it takes a /LOT/ of energy to keep that furnace burning. A blur of movement brings him to the fridge, pulling out a SnackyShake and slumping down in a chair as he starts practically devouring the contents of his Shake.

Vivian Vision!?

Wally gives a little wave to the super-android. "Heeeey Viv. Don't mind me, just burning the entire Tower down because I don't really know how to cook. Honestly I'm kinda surprised I didn't trip the fire alarm. Vic must be getting really nice to me." Because if anyone's gonna start a fire? You're looking at the red-headed wonder himself.

"Sorry!"

Though Caitlin is giving him instructions and he nods, standing up with some color back in his features. "On it!" And he blurs towards a cookbook and he cracks it open. "Alrrrriiiighty." A blur is going repeatedly throughout the kitchen, avoiding Caitlin and Vivian so he doesn't run into them. "Garlic, check. Oatmeal, check. Garlic /and/ salt, check.-"

Vivian Vision has posed:
Vivian raises an eyebrow for a moment, then nods. "Yes it does rather appear that way," she says solemnly to Wally. "But don't worry I don't even eat and I was able to learn how to cook. Seasoning is still tricky because I don't process sensory information in the same way as an organic being." A shrug. "It's just a matter of taking the time and starting with simple dishes."

The Synthezoid teenager doesn't need instructing on where to find the things she'll need to peel potatoes. She doesn't cook in bulk all that often but she does use the Titans kitchen every now and again. Usually baking cupcakes or other things which can be left out on a tray for everyone to help themself to.

"There's a remarkable amount of nutrition in the potato skin. I assume you want me to save the peelings to fry later?" Because when you spend as much as the Titans on food you can't afford to waste anything. "Or are we composting them?"

Caitlin Fairchild has posed:
"Uh...." Caitlin looks at the leavings from Viv's work. "I could probably fry them up, but I think we can just compost them," she assures Viv. "I'm using the potatoes to help soak up some of the char from the veggies. They won't be for eating," she clarifies. "Wally's already got wedges going, so it doesn't make a lot of sense to make skins as well as fries."

"Wally, stop running around," Caitlin says without looking behind her. "Have another shake and save some energy, I see you looking all pale over there. If I think you're having a blood sugar crash, I'll make you eat electrolytic gel," she warns him. It is packaged gelatin loaded with electrolytes and glucose. The taste has been described like sugar sprinkled on burned brussels sprouts, however.

Caitlin takes the potato chunks from Vivian and mashes them in her palm with the cooking veggies and starts scrubbing vigorously, ignoring the heat. Sure enough, the veggies start looking cleaner and a little more revived, and the smell of the char goes away very quickly.

"All right, now we've got it," she assures the others with a dimple-cheeked smile. "Wally if you've got those burgers rolled out, throw them on the electric griddle. I'll tell you when they're cooked."

Wally West has posed:
"Riiiiiight, I forgot that you don't actually /eat/."

Wally remarks then with a frown on his face. He can't imagine what that's like. He /loves/ food so much that if he couldn't eat food? Like...why would you be alive? Food is the reason for BEING! Though it's truly not Wally's place to question Vivian's quality of life. Does he consider robots to be alive? HELL YEAH. But, he seems to smile at her softly as he rolls the burger meat. "In the /skin/?"

He 'huh's.

"But then we'd be eating potato skins instead of french fries. I dunno about you, but I /love/ French Fries." See? Wally has food on thebrain. /Just/ food on the brain. Though he asides to Vivian. "Sooooo do fried potato skins taste good?"

Caitlin is telling him to stop running and Wally suddenly freezes in place. "Yeah...feeling the mode a little bit. Think I'll just...take five." Threatened with electrolyte gel, Wally practically gags at the thought. "Nope...nope I'm good." and he grabs another shake, trying to slow himself down as he walks towards the burgers for a moment, chugging his shake to return some calories to his system.

"Woah...how did you-" He's being instructed to to get those burgers on the griddle. "You got it!" He returns her smile and starts transferring the meat to the griddle, a satisfying hiss of cooking meat reaches the ears.

Vivian Vision has posed:
"I could eat if I really wanted to," Viv admits with a smile. "It's just it seems wasteful of me to consume food when organics who can't use solar energy are going hungry. Technically I can do anything at all a Human can."

She follows Chef Fairchilds instructions. Tidying the remains away rather than putting them in the refrigerator. Probably there isn't actually room to store every random leftover and still have all the food required to feed a speedster. Let alone all the ones on the Titan's roster.

There's a pause while she phases. Just for a moment. Using her powers as a superior alternative to washing her hands after handling food.

"The skin of the potato has most of the fibre. Unless I was trying to impress someone with the presentation I'd generally leave it on to maximise nutrition." It's probably best not to think about just how much of GIRLs money Viv has spent on healthy snacks which don't appear healthy.

"Oh no. Not potato /skins/. If you deep fry the peels it results in a cheap potato chip. Sprinkle some salt on and they're a nice snack food for later. If you're doing potato skins you typically scoop out the potato and fill them. Then cook it. Generally cheese is involved."

Caitlin Fairchild has posed:
The three Titans seem to have found a good routine. The veggies are set aside and covered with aluminum foil to keep them warm. Caitlin washes her hands at the sink before going back into the larder for hamburger buns. "Here Wally, put these on the top shelf in the air fryer at 400 degrees for five minutes," she tells the speedster. The Titans have an air fryer the size of a commercial oven, and it's more than enough to toast a dozen buns at once.

Caitlin digs out some cheese, tomatoes, lettuce and onion from the fridge. Armed with a very expensive chef's nice, Caitlin starts cutting cheese from the block and laying it on the burgers atop the sizzling grill. The tomatoes and onions get cut up into manageable size and set aside for garnishings later.

"I think we're all about ready here," Caitlin muses, checking on the fries. "Wally, you wanna do the honor of hitting the dinner bell? I think we've got enough for ten people, give or take," she bids him.

Wally West has posed:
"Woah. Groovy." Wally tells Vivian with a smile. He actually didn't know that! He either figured she didn't like to (apparently correct) or physically couldn't because of all the robotic insides. But she's a synthezoid so...what does he know! Evidently not much, at least where synthezoids are concerned. Don't tell Vision! But, he listens to what she has to say about the fibre. "Huh. Well, the more you know. Though I've never been a big nutrition guy. But maybe I should look into it. Need calories, you know?"

Calories is how he runs fast!

"Ooooohhhhh. Chips will always work. And /that/ sounds good if you use it to fill them." Vivian just changed his mind! Miracles happen even still. He turns his attention towards Caitlin as she hands him a new task. "Okay, I'm on it."

He looks like he's about to SPEED again, but instead he just /walks/ over to the giant air fryer. "Man, the things we have." He pops the door open and he sets it on the top shelf, cranks the thing to 400 degrees and he sets a timer.

"Teamwork makes the dream work!" He claims with a big smile.

"Ready?" He looks at Cait and Viv, but settles on the former. "Really?" He looks overjoyed at the idea and he actually hops up and he starts ringing the dinner bell. "HEY! COME AND GET IT!" he shouts as loud ash e possibly can. Just in case the dinner bell didn't get their attention enough.

Vivian Vision has posed:
If Wally were more academic Vivian could bore him senseless with a Synthezoid physiology lesson. Explaining how she's built exactly like a person only out of synthetic materials. But most people don't tend to find it all that interesting and it's certainly not meal time conversation material!

"Given your metabolic needs I would strongly recommend you learn about nutrition and healthy eating!" Vivian enthuses. "Metahumans are like sports cars. You should be taking proper care of the fuel you use to make sure it's appropriate. Eating poorly impacts your ability to save the world. And for a Titan level threat even a tiny percentage inefficiency could get you or someone else hurt."

Then again a hangry speedster might be able to deal with a supervillain in the blink of an eye if they're motivated by the thought of a junk food meal after...

"I can send out an alert on the T-comms too if required?"

Caitlin Fairchild has posed:
"It goes out automatically," Caitlin reminds Wally. Sure enough, the Tower intercom resonates with the chime piped around internally, and T-comms in the area buzz to let everyone know there's a hot meal at the Tower if they're in the area.

"Viv's right though, Wally, I've been telling you for years you need to eat healthier. It's not like we're still superbabies," she reminds him with a wry humor. "I know I feel a lot better if I eat more fresh foods and a balanced diet. Bingeing on burgers and fried foods doesn't sit as well. And--" she gathers up the burgers and starts transfering them to a platter, making a tasty display. "Woman cannot live on SnackyShakes alone. Even if it's a nutritionally complete meal," she admits. It's true; Caitlin designed the shakes so well one really could live on them indefinitely.

Though that might not be fun for the long-term.

Wally West has posed:
Alas, while Wally has a deep and invested interest in going back to college, studying robotics is probably nowhere near his level of education. He's invested in learning about science, though probably more biological than technological. But who could say! He'd have some pretty spectacular tutors though, that's for certain. "Well-" Before he can give a counterpoint to Vivian's encouragement to understand healthy eating habits, Caitlin /also/ decides to weigh in that he should eat healtheir.

"Alright ladies, maybe it's time for the Wallman to get a better understanding of my dietary choices...." Wally frowns softly at that. He /loves/ eating junkfood on the regular. His body cracks it down before it can do truly harmful effects to his body and he can't quite get overweight. But if he didn't have the fastest metabolism anyone's ever seen? He'd be 500lbs by now, easy.

Though he looks Vivian's way. "That's....fair. Man, why'd you have to put it in perspective..." If he eats wrong, gives himself the wrong kind of speed for too little time, he, a teammate, or a civilian could get hurt or killed. Can't afford to slouch!

He turns to Caitlin with a smirk, a smile on his face as he looks at the burger platter with eyes that are practically bulging out of his head.

"...it's beautiful."

He's practically biting at the bit!

Vivian Vision has posed:
"Kaida and I worked on superhero food supplements for the GIRL expo a while back," Vivian muses. "It had a side effect of producing some very compact rations for the FTL space missions, but those nutrition tablets were not really satisfying in the same way a meal would be. And long term I can't imagine it's good for the digestive system to live off shakes or pills."

But then again you're not supposed to live on emergency space rations unless it's an emergency. And chances are if you're having a break down in an FTL ship you have bigger and more immediate concerns....

"I should probably resume my monitoring duties," she decides as she assists with getting all the plates and cutlery out. "It's always a little awkward sitting around while other people eat." Besides someone has to keep an eye out for dangers other than Wally West chef at large. "I would imagine that, given the number of speedsters on the team, the Titans might have some of the most indepth data on speedster nutritional needs. If you do decide to take up cooking on a more regular basis it'd be worth consulting the team records."

Or Caitlins red cookbook. Chances are they're one and the same.

"It was a pleasure speaking to you both," she offers with a wave. "I shall no doubt see you around the Tower. Have a wonderful meal!"

Caitlin Fairchild has posed:
"See you later, Viv," Caitlin promises the android. She waves farewell at her friend-- a shame she can't send the synthezoid back to the monitors with a plate of hot food, but such is life. Caitlin grabs a few burgers for herself and takes a seat at the kitchen island, putting out utensils for herself with a tidy sort of efficiency.

"Viv's right though, Wally, we've got more complete records on speedsters than even the League has at this point," she points out. "Between you, Irie, and Bart, we've had lots of test subjects-- and we've had Barry in here on the treadmill a few times because we needed a control when one of you three were sick."

"I could come up with some diet options that'd be a bit better for you," she offers. "Not like, prepped meals here, per se, but sort of a meal plan. I know carbs are an easy source of energy but I can't help but wonder what something, like, ketogenics could do for you. Once you condition the body to process proteins and fats more efficiently it can be a big help for like, regulating your blood sugar and hormone levels, too."

Wally West has posed:
"Really? Food supplements?" Wally considers it for a moment. "I don't know about supplements, but if you can invent a cheeseburger that still tastes like a cheeseburger but like...make it a thousand times more healthy? Now /that/ is an invention I'm down to try." He smiles from ear to ear. "FTL huh? Well...might have to rethink those tablets then. It's been...I haven't ran that fast in..." Too long. It's been FAR too long since Wally has ran that fast. "Could need those nutrition tablets if I have to run fast for a long period of time."

Vivian is announcing her departure and he gives her a friendly wave. "Take care Viv!"

He turns his attention to Caitlin then as he grabs a few burgers for himself, since the dinner bell has been properly rang. He moves to the island with the Amazonian powerhouse and he takes a seat across from her, taking a bite into a cheeseburger and his eyes practically roll into the back of his head.

"Mmm...So good." He smiles. Though he thinks about it. "Yeah...I think that'd be good, in the long run. I'd appreciate it if you could help me come up with a good plan. Gotta say, no clue what ketogenics are, but carbs are quick and easy to get energy from. If I can get something thatl asts longer - and tastes good - I'd be down to try it and see how it helps...or how it effects my speed in general. I'm open to ideas!"

And of course, food bribes are always helpful.

Yaretzi Acama has posed:
Talk about good timing on Golden Eagle's part -- she's come for another visit, and there's cheeseburgers being served!

Floating in from down the hallway, where the elevators are at, Golden Eagle leans forward as if peeking into the room. "Anyone here...? Oh, hiya, Cait", she calls as she enters. Then she stops where she is, eyes widening. "Oh wow! Is that Wally West?!", she says, in a sorta fan-girly tone of voice, a big smile on her face. There might even be stars in her eyes, too.

The newly-arrived heroine flits across the room to where the two others are sitting. "Oh my gosh! I've always wanted to ask you fast you really *can* run!", she says... though perhaps 'gushes' is a better adjective for how she speaks the question-like statement.

Caitlin Fairchild has posed:
When Yaretzi arrives, Caitlin gets a plate down without prompting and starts loading it up with food. A fresh cheeseburger with all the trimmings, a pile of potato wedges, and some mixed roasted veggies that are a little on the 'done' side but still delicious. By the time Yaretzi joins them at the island, Cait's already setting the plate out in front of her.

"Hi Eagle," she tells Yaretzi, laughing at the other woman's enthusiastic greeting for Wally. "Glad you could make it for dinner. I could have sworn you and Flash met already," she says, gesturing at the speedster. "Join us, eat up. Flash cooked," she says, and takes a few hungry bites of her own pile of food.

Wally West has posed:
"Oh hey!"

Wally lifts a cheeseburger towards the Golden Eagle. "Is that a...." Wally /actually/ hasn't met the Golden Eagle! "You know, I don't think we've met yet actually. Hey there! I'm the Flash. Wally works too." Though he seems to tilt his head at the apparent 'gushing' happening right now. He's not actually used to having a lot of fans. Normally they're more into Superman or Captain America or something. Or, among the Titans? Literally anybody.

How fast can he run? Wally seems to think about it. "Uuhhmmm...fast enough to break pretty much everything." He says kinda sheepishly. No flashpoints!

'Flash cooked'.

Wally looks at Caitlin with a 'Oh no you didn't just-' but she's put him on the spot! It seems a bad time for Wally to reveal the truth of it.

Yaretzi Acama has posed:
Golden Eagle extends her hand as if for a handshake... and seems to belatedly realize he's handing her a burger, and her cheeks flush as she accepts the sandwich. "I'm Golden Eagle", she replies.

She lifts the burger towards her mouth, as her feet finally touch the floor... and then she's told that Wally prepared the food. "Really? I thought Cait did most of the cooking around here? ...or was that just me assuming things?", she says.

She lifts the burger again, but then stops and peeks under the top bun. "What toppings are in here?", she wonders aloud.

Caitlin Fairchild has posed:
"Lettuce, onion, tomatoes and cheese," Caitlin explains to Yaretzi. "Most of the food served here daily is catered," Caitlin explains to Eagle. "When it was just us, the--" she gestures at her and Wally-- "yeah, I cooked a lot of the meals, but we've got too many Titans and I don't have the free time-- between school, work, and my duties to Themyscira and everything *else* in my life.

She polishes off her plate, sweeping up bay seasoning with a fingertip, and then moves to deposit it in the dishwasher. "Anyone's allowed to cook, you just can't use my good knives or my Le Creuset," she says, and gestures at a wall that's stocked with (apparently) everything needed to open up a William-Sonoma. Similarly, a block of professional kitchen knives is set aside with a 'Caitlin's Property' label over an angry frowny face.

"But I try to cook a family dinner on Sunday nights so people get a fresh meal at least once a week. And, y'know, if time permits, I'll bake something once in a while, too." She flashes a smile at the winged heroine. "Baking's sometimes the only thing that helps me cope with school stress," she admits. "I can just zone out for an hour or two and focus on my kitchen."

Wally West has posed:
Oh, she wanted a handshake?!

Crap, crap, crappity crap.

Well, this is probably why they say 'never meet your heroes' right? Ugh, HELLO WALLY get with the program. He clears his throat a little bit and he smiles at her. "Nice name. Makes me wish I had a cooler one than 'The Flash'." Wally remains friendly, his eyes bright and warm and his smile radiant and beaming. Though she asks about ingredients.

AH MAN-

Thankfully, Caitlin comes and takes the save, allowing Wally to exhale a sigh of relief.

Though he listens to Caitlin closely, he turns to look at Golden Eagle. "Yeha, takeit from me. If you mess with her cooking utensils, I think messing with Raven would give you a less cruel fate." Wally teaes just a little bit, but otherwise he shrugs. "Caitlin's a really good cook, best I've ever seen. She taught me how." which is true as of like...ten minutes ago.

"But anybody is allowed to cook or do...really anything. We're pretty chill here."