"Not at all," Greta promises. And she doesn't think it will be - not with someone who already knows how to bake. It's not as if they're truly starting from scratch. "It's a bit different, yes, but I expect you'll pick it up quickly enough."

She's about to mention the cinnamon and nutmeg they'll be needing, but the comment about the ovens sidetracks her. "I know," she says with feeling, eyes wide. "With all those little numbers! I just had to work it out by feel." She's probably lucky that she'd spent enough time in front of her oven back home to have a very clear idea of what it should feel like. "That was before I realized what the numbers meant, but even then..." she shrugs. They probably are helpful measurements for people who don't cook or bake that often, and who couldn't really tell the difference between different kinds of 'very hot,' but it still seems rather arbitrary from where she's standing.

She looks over the assorted apples on display. "Well, we could go for sweet or tart. Or both, I suppose," she muses, picking one up and checking for bruises.