She really couldn't.

As far as Kathy was concerned, Lock and Ava probably saw her as Ezra's weird friend who slept on their porch and sometimes hurt his feelings. She couldn't help but want something to tilt the bar in a favorable direction.

"I should bake while I'm here sometime," she mused. "They might have a chance of getting their share if there's a batch of cookies for you and another batch in the oven."