Oh, there's absolutely a story there. Brushing up on his domestic skills while in the tropics. And he says it in good spirits, and she doesn't want to ask anything but she wants to know everything.

And really, if he had all this on hand to cook, he's clearly much more domestically inclined than she recalls. Probably as a matter of necessity; this is far enough out that he can't have many options for delivery.

She grabs half the sandwich and takes a hearty bite. Lots to do today; she's fairly sure there's no way to emotionally prepare for a mall in 2014, considering how little she likes going to the mall in her own time.

Considering it, she decides to risk the question.

"How long were you in the Bahamas?"