Cougar notices, of course he does, but honestly, he's also used to Jake's attention being so scattered that he pays little mind to it. He keeps leading Jake, taking determined strides, until they reach one of the places he knows has the potatoes.

He kicks off his boots once he enters, because he's not the kind of man who wants to drip on things, and then peers inside so he can grab the mashed potatoes from the fridge, shoving them at Jake after he scoops his pinky in for a taste.

"Eat," he orders, because it's that or he's going to have to plunge Jake back in the water.