Ultimately, Galen wasn't sure if he was excited or not, but he knew that he was going to spend any amount of time he was spending with Leia, so that was a win in his books. So having picked out the recipe and having the ingredients was only half the battle.
The small pokemon prancing around his feet backed off just a little bit with the instruction from it's owner. "Yeah..." Galen trailed off looking at everything. "Peter said something like 'good luck' or something." Galen shrugged ultimately because he wasn't all that concerned about their ravioli making adventure. "He also said that the," Galen tapped the machine lightly. "Machine would likely help us make the pasta and make it easier."
Taking up one of the glasses of wine sipping on it, Galen looked to Leia. "Are you intimidated yet?"