Oh. Cooking, okay. "Yeah, I can do that." Tommy pushed off from the counter and went to the pantry, lifting out a couple of onions and a garlic bulb and letting them float in the air beside him. He lifted a couple of other things from the pantry as well, a couple of different herbs and the makings of a decent salad since his dad always made a salad when he made dinner. All the ingredients floated after him as he lifted the large salad bowl and then walked back to work beside his dad.
"I got the stuff for a salad. What are we making?" he asked, holding his hand out to catch the knife he'd pulled towards himself with more magic.