The smell of eggs made her stomach growl. It kind of surprised her that he knew how to cook, being a demon and all. After all, the assumption was that they ate things raw, and it was usually animals, not many veggies or anything. She turned her head when she heard a voice. "Y-yes..." she muttered, her cheeks red again, though at the mention of skunk for breakfast made her turn a little green. She scrunched up her nose in disgust, "No, I think eggs will be fine..." She glanced over at Flynn, giving him a small smile. Looking around in the cupboards, she found a few plates and forks and set them out.