Raleigh rolled her eyes, and she stays sitting - for now, she stays sitting, and it's probably best for a few minutes because she walked here and she's not used her leg that much in two weeks.

"Yes, sir," her mouth quirks into a smile, and she's mocking him just a tad. "You want to take the softened butter - a cup - and put it in a bowl with a cup of sugar, and press it together with a fork until it sort of becomes one thing instead of seperate - like instead of sugar and butter, it's sugarbutter. Does that make sense?"