It wasn't much, no, but he didn't need it to be. That was the impressive part of what he did. He hummed to himself as he got various things out of her icebox. He placed pans on the stove and turned it on. "So, lorelai, was it? What is there to do around here?" he asked. He unwrapped a frozen pizza--with no idea what it was--and waved a hand over it, transmuting it with his magic into two large salmon fillets. Another touch of magic sent them flying into the pan, where some spices sprinkled themselves over it.