"I'm fairly certain the chef here might object." They're in more familiar waters now, thank goodness. She's rather proud she managed to steer them there, even if she had to resort to a deliberate misunderstanding to do so.

"You can hold the yarn some evening when I'm winding it if you want. I'm afraid the actual knitting is a one person endeavor." She decides to test the depth of his helpfulness. "You could rub my feet."