Greta blinks in surprise, then smiles. "Oh, there's hardly any difference in how you make them, just how they turn out. We could even do sweet and tart in the same pie." She waggles her eyebrows playfully, though from a baking standpoint, it actually does sound interesting. There was always some variety to the apples in her pies back home, but that was all by happenstance. Being able to choose the differences would be a novelty.

"And then we'll be needing cinnamon and nutmeg, if you don't have them already," she continues a bit absently as she continues to pick through the apples with a critical eye. "Do you have enough flour and so on to make two crusts? We could just make two at once. Then you could follow along with what I was doing." It would be a bit less crowded than having two people work on one dish, and then Demelza would have something against which to compare her own efforts. Greta imagines they'll probably turn out much the same - she has no intention of letting the other woman go astray just to teach a hard lesson - but that will be all the more encouraging.