There's no way he's going to be able to escape this, is he. Strange looks over at Jimmy with an annoyed frown as he starts to follow the other man towards the kitchen.

"What sort of dessert are you making anyway?" he can't help but grumble a little, more out of curiosity than anything else. After all, most people don't think 'oh, it's snowy weather, now's the perfect time to bake a cake' or whatever Jimmy's going to actually do.