"Would you mind turning on the oven?" Haru inquired of you while her attention was focused on a bowl of batter she was stirring with one hand, glancing over to you. When you turned, she stuck her pinky in the batter, licking it off to briefly taste it, before humming in thought. Some of the mix remained on the corner of her mouth as she set the bowl down on the counter, thinking to herself for a moment. "'s missing something..." She muttered to herself, tilting her head.