scour the pots and scrape the pans, candy the yams and spice the hams

My work from home space is next to our kitchen. I've discovered my gf and her daughter take an extremely long time and make an obscene amount of noise to prepare the smallest of snacks. Like, more time and noise than I require to prepare an entire meal for the family. Every drawer has to be opened and rummaged through, every package shaken and moved. This can go on for 30 minutes to an hour. Then, I'll wander in, and what have they got? A friggin glass of ice water or a peanut butter sandwich. smh. For all that effort and commotion I'm expecting lasagna or something. But, I'm the only one who cooks. It'd be cute if it wasn't so irritating.