"My mother's parents did. Papa is a muggle so we've never had elves at home. Just when I visit France now." Because she could not imagine her refined and proper grandparents doing something so vulgar as cooking. It just wasn't something they'd be okay with, and she doubted that they'd approve of her doing it. She stood to inherit a lot, being the only grandchild and her father's inventions having been so successful finally. She looked at him curiously and shrugged. "It is not something I have ever grown used to, as I am typically the one who cooks at home."