"I can cook," Diego said. He could...to a point. He was no gourmet chef, but he could handle breakfast foods, if nothing else. Waffles if the could find a waffle iron, pancakes if not, would be easy peasy. He was pretty sure the necessary ingredients were in the cabinets, and the fridge.
He barely looked at the trajectory of the bacon Klaus threw his way. He shot his arm out and caught it easily. "Get me the milk and eggs too," he told Klaus. He went to the pantry to get the other things he needed. "And the butter," he added, because neither waffles nor pancakes were any good without butter.
"Ah here we go." There was a waffle iron, so waffles it was. "Jackpot." He pulled the thing out of the pantry and set it on the counter. "You just sit back and watch the master at work."