Blaze lists off the ingredients - sugar, butter, sultanas, milk, eggs, and some cinnamon - a thoughtful look on her face as she plans out the method.

These can be located!  Although Cassie takes a look at the cinnamon jar and dampens a paper towel to wipe the dust off.

Blaze seems a little more uncertain giving instructions here, and some of that is plainly that she doesn't so much weigh things out as work them out by proportion. But she manages, and between them, they can probably have the pudding assembled ready to be cooked.

That does make it inconvenient to direct Cassie in measuring things, but she can cut up bread and stir (and lick the spoon afterwards).

Blaze seems happy enough with that, and smiles as she slides the dish into the oven. "And now we wait."

"Okay!  Want another spoon so you can lick the bowl?"

"Ah. No. You seem to be enjoying it."

"You sure?  You're head cook, you've got dibs if you want it."

"No, no, you enjoy it. I'd...like to actually be able to enjoy the pudding when it's done?"

"Sure, fair enough.  'M kinda a sugar vacuum when I've been working, I forget what a regular amount is sometimes."  Cassie applies herself to getting the last scrapings of custard out of the bowl.  "Guess you're being more sensible than me anyway, since 's got egg in it."

Blaze shrugs. "Plenty of people do it. It can't be that bad."

"Yeah, don't think it's worse'n, like, crossing a busy street, and I do that all the time."

Blaze smiles in response to that, although looks, perhaps, a little worried.

Cassie finishes the last of the custard and runs some water into the bowl.  "How d'we tell when it's done?"

"Ah- It's...when it's done? I'm not sure I can...explain it?"

"Fair enough.  Maybe you've got some kinda baking power."  She grins, evidently teasing.  "I'll defer to your expertise."

Blaze blushes a little. "We can...leave it be for a little bit, I'll check on it shortly?"

"Sounds good to me."  She starts in on washing the bowl.  "I never really baked growing up, I'd be lost trying this on my own."

"Cooking was- was one of my chores, but I- I liked it? It's...nice?"

" 'M glad.  Let me know if there's anything I can do to make it easier or more fun?  Or if you want to cook something I don't have the stuff for."

Blaze nods. "I mean- A lot of what I make is with whatever's to hand? If I don't have something I just...make do?"

"That's exactly how I work too."  Cassie waves a hand at the tables of junk and miscellany out in her workshop area.  "Didn't have a whole ton of supplies when I really started hearing them, or any way to buy more, so I- learned how to see what else something could be, instead of just how to make it better at what it already was."

Blaze nods, but doesn't really seem to have anything to add right now.

Then Cassie can finish washing the bowl and turn on the radio to wait for the pudding to be done.

And not that long after, Blaze announces that the pudding is done and ready to be eaten - if Cassie's at a stopping point?