I doubt anyone could, to be honest. But it is convenient--a middle ground for those less capable at the stove and whom don't simply want to wish hot food out of the air.

[Oh, has she heard that part yet? About how they can simply think of what they all want and perhaps if they believe strongly enough, they might get it. Rip doesn't know, and perhaps he should ask--but he's a bit distracted.

It's been ages since he's seen a proper piece of technology, and this one looks advanced even by his standards.]

Oh, you needn't worry. Even if I wanted to steal it, I couldn't exactly go very far. [He takes the device, studying it's screen and controls, but he hasn't missed the change in her along the way. There's steel to match her wit, and the confidence with which she spoke of manipulating the microwave suddenly has a stronger backing.]

You must be from some place fascinating indeed...or some time.