"Um, everything. And I'm not sure, is it still an omelette if the eggs aren't from a chicken? Or bacon if it isn't pig?"

At least some of the men were aware of the complicated nature of this rooming. Lola felt bad they didn't sleep in their beds. Maybe if they rotate around who sleeps where and put up curtains? An idea for a later day! Right now, breakfast, "Help yourself, I made enough for everyone. Mostly to try as many different fruits, veggies, and spices I found."

She did work at a diner, so she had some idea of what could be used where from the local groceries that weren't quite... normal. For a girl from a city without aliens, monsters, and all that.