[ Drake grins at Ephemera shutting down his joke, even if Chyler doesn't seem to get it. That's okay. He turns back to the cupboard, rummaging and pulling down stuff to make them pasta. ]

If by one of us you mean people dragged in by the door, then yeah. Everyone here is except the gods -- Pratt's okay. I like the range, it's well organized especially considering what he's working with.