Hattie briefly peeked at Ella over her shoulder. What was with that smile? Was something else about to happen? She was wary of that good mood of hers. But her attention went back to Kevin and she nodded, "Chicken soup! Ella made that for me when I was ill. It'd be useful to learn that."

So she was on board with that. As for a pot, she nodded her head, "Yes, we have a pot somewhere. I'll start the water."

And she goes to the sink, turning on the faucet. She hasn't the slightest clue where the pots are.