She'd be a little late on that, though Bobbi knew enough not to interrupt the chef when they're cooking. Though she did go into the pantry searching for the hot chocolate mix. As well as cayenne pepper. "Is there still room on the stove? Or am I making this in the microwave?" She waited until the dishes were in the sink at least before speaking up.

"Pickles really? I'd think there'd be more screaming if it was."