"Oh no, I want to try it." No pushing, just, suggesting. Sometimes forcefully. And hey, Matt'll be another set of hands for stirring things; she would not mind the break. But first, she gets him a piece of cornbread. "Here, there's lots of honey in this, it'll help."

Steve gets a shake of her head. "You're not intruding. How can you intrude at a big public event like this? Don't be silly. You two stay and tell me how good my cooking is, then go play some cards or something. Which reminds me."

She rummages in the bag she has stashed under her table a bit before holding up a pack of playing cards, which she then tucks in Matt's pocket. "I found some cards with Braille on them. I have a feeling you'll have the best poker face in the room, so go easy on the rest of us, hm?"