How much spice are we talking about? [She grins.] I think I can take it.

[She's used to making whatever she can out of whatever she can find. Nothing fresh, nothing green, mostly out of cans. Not since... well. Not for a very long time, anyway. Her smile falters for a moment, maybe two, lost in what used to be, before she brightens up again. Remembers where she is.]

I cooked for my friends, sometimes. But nothing like this!