A conversation on the way home from PreK today

Zachary - Sara ate too much at dinner last night
Me - Oh, she did?
Zachary - Yeah
Zachary (2 seconds later) - Doubletree* doesn't have a kitchen
Me - Why do you say that?
Zachary - Because there aren't any kitchen tables or kitchen stuff
Me - Well, they have to have a kitchen, they make food
Zachary - Well, where is it?
Me - I don't know, on the first floor somewhere
Zachary (apparently not believing me) - We should take a kitchen with us the next time we go
there
Me - Is your brain talkin crazy?
Zachary - No, it's talking fine

*Zachary has become obsessed with Doubletree ever since we stayed there in New Orleans this past May. He keeps asking if our Doubletree survived the hurricane.