"The hotel appeared there once," Killian explained. "A much better locale than the recent...excursion." Ye gods only knew where the fuck they'd end up next - though if the pattern held steady, they'd be able to enjoy something of a break before being plunked into either something that resembled paradise (a mall! Pretzel bites and cinnamon buns!) or something where gigantic insects ruled over the lands. "And your aunt speaks wise words," he grinned, bright eyes crinkling.
He took the sheet of paper with the instructions, giving it a look over - didn't appear to be too difficult, though certainly very chocolatey. Perhaps too much for him, personally, but others in the hotel ought to appreciate everything. If not, well, their loss. No one had time for negatively involving free dessert.
"I think that sounds just fine, darling," he assured, beginning to start the wet ingredients combination - wet and dry, then combine, he'd done this before. It'd be alright. "Otherwise it's sort of a flavor overload. You want the ice cream to star just as much as the cookie part." If that made sense - he was simply guessing. "I'd be lost with that ice cream machine though - it too must be magic."