Losing can be fun

Molly, Benny and I played a game. Benny got knocked out first.
“Does this meant I won or lost?” he asked with a sad look on his face. I told him that, unfortunately, he lost.
This cheered him up immediately so he shouted: “That’s great! I can make pancakes for everyone now!” (?!)
He then proceeded to pretend to be making pancakes (?!) which he told me I can only eat off the floor (?!).
I can’t even imagine what he’d do had he won the game.