One hundred percent sure, because this is a rough week and if she has to spend the day alone she'll probably cry. Feeding half the mansion is preferable by far. Maggie likes cooking, and she likes being surrounded by people.

"Not quite all the foods in the world," she disagrees, grinning. Even if she did bring down her tablet loaded with its supply of cookbooks, there are a few recipes too obscure. And then there are the hangups that come with being from a zombie world. There a couple things she simply won't cook.

"Maggie Garcia. Pleased to meet you, Shawn. What's your request?"