Rapunzel resisted the urge to turn around and confront the thief with a stern strike. She could practically feel his lecherous gaze on her backside, mostly covered as it was, before he left to 'teach' the town his name. If she was lucky the town would teach him what the gallows were like, though she had doubt between his fast hands and quick mind that he could slither out of any situation he got himself into. Rapunzel considered James's question for a brief moment. A shrug, followed by a slight head shake. No, she didn't feel like making food for anyone but herself right now. However... James seemed to have the slightest hint of a pleading tone in his voice, though she could've easily imagined it. She sighed and nodded, probably confusing the poor man with her mixed signals. 

However her intent would be clear enough when the meal, cooking and what not accelerated by her blue hair reaching out like extra limbs, was ready in a startling amount of time. A stack of banana pancakes lay on a platter in the middle of the kitchen. Rapunzel grabbed a good six pancakes, nearly half the stack, and took a glance around. Everything was put away, expeditiously thanks to her extra limbs, and no mess had been left behind. Naturally her hair was immaculate as well, even having faced the perilously messy work of cooking and cleaning. Perfect. Rapunzel retreated to her room, designated hers as off about five seconds ago, and shut the door behind her, pulling out a book. Pleasure reading this time, work could wait. A good read always helped her fall asleep. In moments Rapunzel lay comfortably nestled on her bed, fully dressed, head resting on a tall stack of pillows, methodically taking bites out of her pancakes whilst reading her book, threads of hair turning the page for, seemingly without any conscious effort. It was clear she had little intention of being disturbed. For a brief moment she felt bad about leaving James by himself but shrugged off the notion quickly. Surely he could find something to do.