That's how often our rations replenish.

[The less he thinks about that, the more sleep he gets at night, so he's ignoring those implications - but he has to laugh at the confused look. Stef at least tries to muffle it with a hand, but. It's not entirely successful.]

I wish! Baking's like a science - unless you've got the ratio right, you try making cookies and you end up with a burnt mess.