Toby could hardly focus on the recipe in front of him, his body wanting to up and move. So he quickly jotted down his supplies, his hand smearing the words as he did so, and rushed to the cabinet. Shoot. He wasn't sure what that first ingredient was... nor the next. And so it went down the list. So he grabbed what it seemed everyone else had grabbed and brought it back to the table. He read the first step and began, rather unintentionally and out of sheer "desperation" to improvise with the potion.