Cara looked both murderous and hungover this afternoon. She was going to have words with Tino about what exactly he'd put in those sugar and burning things.

The Danger Shop was set up as a kitchen, albeit one far less fancy than certain of the other faculty members would approve of. "You need to eat to live, so figure out how to cook something. I don't care what. Just aim for edible."

She paused then added. "Also quiet."