"Oh, no. That was chemistry right before your eyes." And she explains how she made them. How she kept the chemicals separated in the gloves until they were thrown and then mixed upon breaking, and she just barely holds off on explaining how that chemical reaction created the smoke. Just barely.

She was about to ramble and she's sure it's not at all an attractive look. Instead, she finds the last few components she needs to make marshmallows and, after dropping them off with the rest of the supplies, she starts digging for a couple pots.

"Can you do me a favor? There's a bowl of strawberries in the fridge, and I want to try making strawberry flavored marshmallows, but I need at least three of the strawberries. Can you get those out of the fridge for me while I start mixing this stuff?"