"Ah." Nod. She's learning so much! It will be interesting to find out if any of this generalizes, later on. 

She fetches bacon and ingredients for french toast from her pocket dimension, mixes the dip for the bread, and starts frying things. 

Cricket ignores her to watch his movie.

May walks in with a Tim Horton's cup.

Lucy flips the last of the toast off the heat, sets aside a small plate for Cricket with a very small piece of toast and a piece of bacon, and turns to May. 

"Hi! I made french toast. There's a couple of kinds of jam from weird fruits."

"- oh, yum. What are the weird fruits called?"

Cricket pauses the movie to alight on the counter and eat this offering.

"This one is called Heela fruit, it's a bit like a peach but not very much, just, more like a peach than most of the other fruits I can think of that definitely exist on this planet, this one is called man-eating-plant fruit but even if they actually ate people which they didn't the ones in my castle wouldn't have, and that's snozzberry, and that one's called Traveler's Lime."

May quarters a slice of French toast and dollops different jams on each, starting with the Traveler's Lime.

The traveler's lime actually tastes a bit more like orange or grapefruit than lime; it's definitely a citrus, but whether it's more related to limes specifically than any other citrus fruit is another question. The marmalade itself isn't green, but then again, neither is key lime pie.

Snozzberry is just a touch tarter than raspberry, but doesn't otherwise taste especially like it. 

Man eating plant fruit is very mild and sweet. 

Heela fruit is, as described, sort of peachy in flavor, but sweeter and also a little richer. 

"I think my favorite is the heela fruit. It'd make a good smoothie."

"It would." She has put little dollops of all the available fruit spreads on her toast and mixed them up. "Though I might be biased because smoothies often involve mixing fruits, which I also like."

Omnomf. "I usually just do whatever fruit, and a banana, and maybe yogurt, if there's like five fruits in there it tastes generic."

"Depends on the five fruits, in my experience. There's a lot of overlap in things different mes have done but there's also a lot of non-overlap, so I have more eccentric skills than most people, and one of them is mixology. Which sounds more alcoholic than I meant it to when I say it in English."

"It's pretty alcoholic in English, yeah, though 'mocktails' are maybe catching on."

"In the language I'm calqueing it in from, for this use case specifically I mean, it doesn't even specify beverages particularly. It's more like 'cooking' except things change how they taste when you actually cook them; this is, like, mocktails and salads and sandwiches and stuff all together."

"Huh! Yeah, I don't think we have a word for that as a category."

"Yeah, realized that riiiiight after the wrong word came out."

"Thank you for the French toast," May adds, taking a second slice.

"You're welcome! Cricket let me know you were just out for a bit and wouldn't likely get breakfast with your coffee."

"Sometimes I get a donut but usually I don't. I might've eaten the French toast anyway, though, espers have great metabolisms and can eat breakfast twice if we want."

"Oh, neat. Is that a using-power-is-a-kind-of-exercise thing or is it just a body-getting-all-fixed-up thing?"

"Second thing. We're just kind of working with a best case scenario in terms of all the variable biological stuff. If you'd see a trait on somebody and go 'well that's not superhuman I guess but it's genetically lucky' espers have it."

"...I think I am maybe not the best-calibrated on that. On account of all the...everything."

"Fair enough. There's research on us, if you're the academic paper type. Or Wikipedia has it in a more digested form."

"I am absolutely the academic paper type. And I discovered last night that Wikipedia is surprisingly easy to get lost in."