"You care more about me!" she called back, scowling. "And I'm not having trouble. Stay there! Or you'll ruin everything!"
She quickly started to get busy again, being productive. She really was bad at this. But at least he won't be poisoned and she kept telling herself. After awhile, she jumped up and down and squealed with delight as the cake came out of the over. Quickly, she grabbed the dinner she'd prepared and set the table before she called out to him. "Dinner! And you better eat it! I ate all those meals you've prepared me over the years!"