At the McBrides, Cristina sat on the kitchen table, then looked in awe when she saw Clyde cooking pancakes.
"You know how to cook?" the redhead asked, sounding legitimately impressed. "I thought that was a thing only females could do!"
"Then I'm happy to break your perceptions, because my parents were amongst the best chefs back in their hometowns, and they were kind enough to teach me how to cook!" Clyde answered, only to find his spatula was stuck to the pancake. "I'm still in-training, though, so don't expect it to be good."
The boy used all his strength to flip the pancake, up until it was sent flying... And then it landed on Cristina's head.
"Don't, say, a word," Cristina sternly requested.