Xavin blinked, then waved a hand and started stirring, eyes wide as thing dropped into the bowl. She growled as it became harder to stir, then stopped.
"One moment."
She walked over and washed her hands at the sink, then walked back and her left hand elongated, shifted and became a sharp-edged wheeled device.
"Better." She stuck the hand down into the bowl and it started spinning, chopping and stirring much more efficiently.