Dale was only too happy to help her. Doing something with his hands was a nice change of pace from lessons or meeting important ponies, and got his mind off the upcoming meeting with minotaurs, where he'd be offering them counterfeit Oreos in order to get a peace treaty, at least as long as Starlight and company could figure out how to make them. In the back of his mind, it bothered him that he couldn’t help, but when it came to cooking he was very much a rank amateur and he’d just be in the way.