"Spaghetti!" She wanted what she knew, for the most part, and she knew spaghetti well. She sat on her stool and watched Edward work, getting all the food ready and doing what a mom did. She knew that dads could do it too, even if her dad never did, it was just really funny to see it happen. "My dad never cooked. You're way better, Eddie. You can cook and you make baths and robots."

She paused and then tilted her head to the side, frowning. "If he's not my dad and you are my dad, should I call you dad? And if I do then what do I call my old dad?"