Oh. Chuck suddenly felt very shy. Still, she was going out of her way to help him so he wasn't just going to run away even if he felt like that would be a good choice to do at the moment.
Ducking his head a little, Chuck walked back over to the stove. He put some of the butter on the new pan he got from the drawer - maybe a little too much butter - and waited for it to melt. "Cora's a really pretty name... by the way." He reached for a piece of bread and started to butter one side of it.