"Does that make this a perfect opportunity to learn? I'd sure like to know how to make that toast thing."

"Next time I'll buy or bake nicer bread and then it'll be even better." 

"You bake your own bread? Fancy."

"Not always, but it's not actually that hard..."

"It's not?" he says, intrigued. Maybe there's something to this 'learning to cook' idea after all.

"--Well, I don't actually know how hard kneading it is. Joey tends to do that part--uh, I think we have reached at least friendship level one and it's getting sort of awkward to talk around, I spent a lot of my childhood with various health issues that are why I have approximately no physical skills more advanced than walking in a straight line and had so much time to get good at cooking."

"Sorry to hear it. I look forward to profiting from your misfortune in the currency of free cooking lessons."

...is that line... going to go over well?? Wow, Lenore is a character.

"Don't call 'em free until you've dealt with my comparative disadvantage in kneading bread dough." It might or might not go over well with someone with a history of more than (1) friend to practice on, but,,,

"Hey, if I'm learning to make bread, I might as well learn to knead it!"

"Now you're just provoking me to make you regret it. There will be so much bread. Your arms will fall off."

"I can help!"

"See? Teamwork!"

"Cool. Teamwork is good." 

She sort of puts her hand in the general direction of the other two such that, if neither of them have any particular reaction to it, she won't have done something Weird, probably, but, if either of them wanted to do a Handsqueeze, her hand is super available for that. 

A Handsqueeze Opportunity!! Lenore is all over this.

Dylan misses the implication until Lenore has already taken it and then feels like it would be weird to belatedly join in.

Eee. She is getting a good grade in Human Interaction, a thing that is normal to want and possible to achieve. 

(She isn't going to shake Lenore off, or anything, but if Lenore does happen to let go, her hand is still, like, right there.)

Lenore does eventually let go!

All right, sure, handsqueeze. (He lets go faster than Lenore did, not wanting to test his luck.)

(She doesn't try to hold on past when he wants to let go, but she does give his hand a very firm squeeze while they're held.)

And then Joey returns with a novelty playing card deck.

"Oh, it's so charmingly gruesome!"

"I'm going to be a doctor!"

"An excellent reason to have a charmingly gruesome deck of cards."

"I suppose." 

He genuinely doesn't see what's so gruesome about the cards? It's not like they're, like, photographs of actual bloody human tissue, or anything like that, just drawings of anatomical structures not usually visible? But he also doesn't see any value in starting an argument about it.