" Do you think she has an oven?” Mekhi asks. “Should we be worried if she has an oven?”
“I’m pretty sure she has an oven,” I tell him. “Most people do.”
“Maybe she prefers the grill,” Hudson suggests dryly.
“Is that a thing?” Flint queries, looking wildly among us. “Grilling?”
“You’re awfully squeamish for a dragon,” I tell him.
“What does that mean?” he demands, voice high with obvious insult. “It’s not like I fly around campus barbecuing local wildlife with my flames.”
“I’m thinking pizza oven myself.” Jaxon picks up the previous conversation thread without so much as batting an eye. “I think I saw a big one in the back when we were circling.”
“In that case, let’s go,” Eden says, starting toward the front door. “Those things get really hot, so at least we know it will be quick. "

― Tracy Wolff , Covet (Crave, #3)