He watched as she moved around, doing more prep for the spaghetti, talking about her grandmother. There was a smile playing on her lips as she spoke of the woman that made Peter smile as well. The fondness that Enigma had for her grandmother was quite clear.
"Mmm, well, if we were at my house back in my world? I'd be obligated to say Aunt May's meatloaf." he laughed softly. "But since we're not... I guess I'd just say basic burger and fries," he shrugged.