"...Sweetie?"
"Yeah, Bloom?"
"You can see the future."
"Yes."
"And I'm not exactly sure how that works, but I'm assumin' it's always on at a low level?"
"Two, three seconds, everything is clear. Further then that takes a bit of strain."
"Right."
"...What?"
"I'm... look, I'm not going to say you should abuse yer gifts for personal profit, but, um..."
"What? What is it?"
"Sweetie, bein' honest, yah managed ta caramelize a tomato. I can give ya all the remedial cookin' lessons I want, but I'm thinkin' maybe ya should use your future sight in the kitchen a touch more often."
"...Or I could just use a microwave—"
"I AM NOT LETTIN' YA CAUSE ANOTHER NUKE SCARE!"