Mar 19, 2011 22:36
[Seras is dressed up in a frilly apron, taking a batch of scones out of the oven barehanded. She eyes them like they're going to try and bite her any moment now.]
I don't suppose someone could taste these for me. My job this month is making them, but I can't eat them.
[Pokes one.]
I hope they were made right. I never was all that good at baking...
seras victoria