"Unsalted butter is ketchup, got it," he said with a nod. Her explanation made sense though, now that he thought about it. Who wanted unsalted butter on corn on the cob? Putting the salted butter back in the fridge, he left out the unsalted. Hopefully there weren't too many other tricky things he needed to understand for this.

"Food scale, I have one of those," he said, pulling it out of the cupboard that it was in, although he got hers out as well. This way they could share because he knew that she wouldn't stay on that stool for long. "And I have a big bowl. How am I doing so far, boss?"