Making ice cream was a bit harder than making a fritatta, and Duke didn't know for sure if they had ingredients on hand to make anything to satisfy Lucifer's well-known sweet tooth. But calories were calories, and protein was never a bad idea for most humans, and Duke knew he made a mean frittata. So fritatta it was. He set to bustling about, getting peppers and onions and eggs and some baby spinach from the fridge.

"Would hacking at something with a knife help either of you with emotions right now?"