Aiden followed her in and glanced around. His first instinct was to check every area of the small cafe for either soldiers or mutated beings. When he found nothing, he headed for the kitchen again and opened a fridge. There was some milk, eggs, and even some peppers which still seemed to be fresh. "Well we could have omelettes." he suggested as he pulled out the ingredients and grabbed the cheese. He made his way over to a prep table and set the food on the top, then reached for a bowl, frying pan, whisk, spatula, and a sharp knife. "How does that sound?"<br/><br/>As Aiden tried to start the stove he sighed. The pilot light was out. Carefully he opened the top and snapped his fingers near the pilot lights usual location. A small flame quickly shot up then lowered itself to a more suitable height. "Well thats better." he said after putting the stovetop back down.