Scorpius was turning on the oven when she hopped up on the counter. He smirked at the action, but turned and pulled out the chicken from the freezer. He grabbed a glass dish and dropped the chicken in unceremoniously. He got out the ingrediantes for a vinagrette marinade. "Yes, well, we all have secret talents." He measured out the vinegar and oil and other flavoring ingrediants and mixed them together without even really paying attention.
He leaned against the counter by Lily as he waited for the oven to preheat. "Actually, Mum figured I'd die from scurvy within three months of living alone so she taught me herself. No that she ever cooks either, but hey, it comes in handy sometimes. And baking chicken is easy. And it's a lot like potion making, if you think about it."