Kitchen B
"Oh good!" Grace puts the sheet down on the table, veeeery gently. She then hops over to the counter, grabs the bowl of sugar she set aside for this several hours ago, and begins sprinkling some of the sugar onto the tops of the stuff in the bowls.
"But yeah, if you check the fridge, there should be something larger. I would, but then it'd be sized for me. It's all very confusing, as the fridge itself never seems to change."