Nicky gave Tansy a bit of a grimace when the woman suggested that she could "help" the oven out. "Dunno about that. You know how they watch us, too. Might get you restrictions." And the thought of trying out one of the other ovens wasn't something she was willing to bet on either. The kitchenttes were identical. If they couldn't work one, they probably couldn't work any of the other ones. "I think we'd be better off scrapping it all and starting over." There weren't any objections on her end for that.
The woman pulled a clean utensil from Tansy's pile of mess and started rolling it between her fingers like one of her throwing knives. "There's a kid that can screw with you by just singing?" Oh, what'll the find out here next? Someone who could tattoo you with lettuce? Wouldn't that be a show. "Do they let him wander around free or did he get a muzzle?" She was genuinely interested in knowing how they kept someone like that from causing accidental harm.