No, he supposed he didn't. What he really needed to focus on was... right here. This moment. But it was just so natural to look ahead and pick out the next task, the next objective. "I was about to make a joke but it was in poor taste so let's pretend I said something very funny," he offered, leaning back against Remus with a grin. That was acceptance in itself and he'd take it.
"Okay, no, but technically, it is over 55% of the human limit of capsaicin. Nine million Scovilles. If you ate two of them in quick succession, you could potentially die," he sounded so terribly proud of himself. "I just wanted to do something nice for my friends so I started baking," Teddy shrugged his shoulders, the simplest explanation, "Harry always wanted us - especially me - to be Aurors or something like that. So also the most polite form of rebellion. After Hogwarts, I got a menial job in a bakery and now I manage it."
He glanced at Sirius now, realizing, "I should probably show him, huh? Give me a prompt. Let's go." Yes, he had just given Sirius Black permission to decide what Teddy would look like for this.