Dinah wasn't taking notes, oh no. She was typing the list into her computer. "I'm making cookies tomorrow anyway. As a thank-you to Francine's mom." And a cheer-up present for both her and Francine. "So that's easy. So are the pretzels and beer nuts." She grinned. "Steaks, well. I don't know. Hunh. Somebody must know how to ship those so they're not nasty and green when they get sent across dimensions, right?"

She'd bet Arthur would want to go in on something like that, and maybe Leto. Turtle might even get them a deal, you never knew. "Do you have a microwave, Reno?"