She put her head down on the table and virtually exploded into laughter. “You have /no/ idea what to do, do you? Oh god. Isaac.” She laughed so hard tears came to her eyes and she was reduced to snorting breaths.
“But I want to cook for you…” He whined softly and lowered his head in defeat, before watching her fondly. Her amusement was infectious and he found a grin unfolding on his face, chuckling along with her. “I’m trying!”
She composed herself enough to say, “Have you ever even cooked before?”