I'll be the judge of that. [ Wry words, but they have no bite. He knows he'll be eating them soon. The bar here is ridiculously low. ] All of that fairydust you're loading it up with might smell better than it tastes.

[ Dolph (digitally) zooms in on any labels that may appear, curious what sort of seasonings Caduceus is using. By the time he's run out of things to scrutinize, his physical body has inched further into the kitchen area.

If there's a chair he can claim?

Fine. He'll sit. ]