[Her smile widens at the idea of getting him drunk. It'd be a long term game, she'd wait until he's forgotten about it and then they can pick out his hair color together.]

I am a very good handerer. Master of handing things.

[She's excited at the prospect of pie.]

Considering I can't cook, I am really not in a position to make fun of others cooking. I can tell you when you're burning things. I have a nose for that sort of thing.