Quagmire, upon entering the kitchen, glanced around, after being satisfied by what he saw, including the furniture, tiles, and all of that. He immediately went to the counter and prepared. First, he checked the cabinets and saw that there were pans all complete, and there was even the non-stick one, which left him satisfied.
After checking everything and making sure there was at least some salt in the counter, he then went into the sink and summoned a cut of beef, just the right size for the two of them, him and Habagat. After getting the cut, he sliced it into two equal parts with a knife he got from the drawers, which was, of course, made into perfection by the precise calculation of his droids.
It was then followed by him smothering it with salt, a lot of salt. To be exact, he had no choice; there were not a whole lot of things to choose from. Right now, he only has salt and cow meat, or beef. He had to make do with what we had.
