Pamela chickled "maths isn't so bad. But then, I have a good memory. Not like I could just look at paper as a kid and go "oh, two plus two is four!" No, I didn't even know what numbers looked like until I was 12, so I had to remember tha 12 times 36 is 432. If you want, I can help you with your Maths" she said.

She blushed as she realized how she was rambling and cleared her throat as Nick asked is anyone could cook. At the reply of no, she sighed and looked to Nick. "I can cook toast. If you are happy with toast" she said, with a shrug. Although she herself was sick of toast, she ate it still. She was also sick of fun food, but she didn't want to do any more fancy cooking, scsred of the risk of fire.