[It's a quick and quiet agreement between them, to chat about cooking instead of anything more existential. Especially in the middle of the sporting goods section of Honeybees, which is no place for questioning the limitations of any reality but one's physical fitness.]

Oh, well, you know. Sometimes potlucks are fun!

[Toriel's first time inviting the skeletons over had included a humoring of Papyrus's offer to bring food, which went over... well enough, in a way. They'd had some laughs, the dog had some pasta, and she'd taken over his cooking lessons. The ones that Undyne had abandoned in the importance of rebellion and ruling. And it all dovetailed very well into the general lessons on being a mom, which he'd taken to with a gusto.]

Everyone brings their favorite foods, to share and compare... A nice ice breaker! Not too formal.