He wanted to ask what kind of animal husbandry practices were going on in her home country that drinking fresh milk caused sickness, but this was also the country that banned collecting rainwater and refrigerated eggs. The whole thing didn't make a lick of sense to him, and getting into a debate about it wasn't going to change that.

"Stir it. If it scorches, it will be ruined. The whole batch will taste burned." He wrinkled his nose a little at the idea, pulling a pad of paper and it's attached pen over to himself so he could start jotting down the next week's shopping list. After a moment, however, he had to put his pen down and look at the woman in his kitchen.

"Why do you put your eggs in the refrigerator?" Because that question was completely sequential with their actual conversation and not just with what was in his head. Right?