Chi Enen immediately raised both hands in surrender, "I'll go check if there's any flour in the kitchen, if not, I'll call room service to send some up."
She went to look in the kitchen.
Indeed, as she had expected, the refrigerator in the kitchen of the Presidential Suite was stocked with high-end ingredients, but there were neither noodles nor tomatoes – though there were eggs. However, you can't make tomato egg noodles with just eggs.
She used the hotel's internal line to call the hotel room service, and soon enough, customer service had delivered the noodles and tomatoes. They even thoughtfully inquired if she needed the big chef's on-site service.
She had already figured out that Baby Chi was throwing a little tantrum tonight and would likely insist on eating the noodles she made. She didn't bother to ask the little guy, to avoid him getting anxious, and declined the customer service's kind offer. She took the noodles and tomatoes back to the kitchen herself.
