"Stir fry it is," Nikita decides almost cheerfully. This is probably the most normal thing she's done since she got here. Also the most abnormal, for her, since having time to cook, and being dressed up to do it, which might imply a special at-home date with Michael which... isn't something she wants to think about.

"So--" Nikita quirks a little completely innocent grin at her as she turns up the heat and puts the pan on the stove. Oil after it's hot, she can hear Michael and Owen reminding her. "If we're going to share dinner, it might be good to get your name? I'm Nina." Safer that way for both of them.