Jamie didn't bake. Or cook. But what he did do was keep people company who did. People like Joey for instance, the guy liked to cook, enjoyed it even and if it meant he wasn't on the network poking angry people with sticks then all the better in Jamie's mind.
He'd deposited himself on a nearby stool as Joey had begun the process of mixing ingredients together and was grateful that the other guy had showered and changed his clothes. He had a bit of habit of wandering around looking like a hobo and that could at times be a little off putting truth be told.
"Nothing wrong with simple," Jamie agreed with a smile. "Sometimes the best things in life are simple so I say we hit it up with some freeze-dried strawberry chips." He gave a nod and held his hands out to indicate that he was down for mixing dry ingredients. "Yeah, I think I can do that."