Lucy made a face at Natsu for that remark. HMPH. Carefully setting the eggs down on the counter, she blinked at Natsu in surprise for the offer. Flambe'ing food does not count as cooking, Natsu.

But ... if she kept an eye on him, she supposed it would be fine. "Okay." No WAY could disaster occur. "I was just going to make an omelette -" Thinking up anything more complicated was beyond her too, apparently.