That seems like way too much work. I'll stick to the frosting first. [His grin stretches almost Cheshire-like as Ren pulls his hand away and licks the frosting. Gods, people around here are so delightful. This doesn't happen with strangers in Exandria unless you pay for it. It barely happens with people you know.]

Oh, by the way, Nott and I were trying to spike one of the punch bowls. I adore Yohane, but a dry party is not a party.