He laughed. "Well, you know." Bringing over a chopping knife after placing a pot full of water into the stove, Daimon took a few vegetables for the salad and began chopping. He didn't mind cooking. Actually, he might say he enjoyed it. Not that he'd call himself a professional or anything close to it, but he'd picked up a few helpful tricks over the years. Glancing up at Wanda, a slow grin crept across his face. "Would you like to help me?"