"Ah, don't go flattering me just yet, Fury," she chuckled, folding her arms across her chest. "I'm a Hit-or-Miss kind of cook and let's just say I haven't had a hit since..." Eyes drifted off to the wall behind him as she pondered this. The fact that this even required that much thought said a lot. "You know what?" She clapped her hands together. "Doesn't matter. Sit back and relax - it's gonna be great." With a nod Jessica fixed and set his plate and a beer down in front of him and then seated herself with hers.