XXIII → Culinary

Hm.
These will do.

No one is to touch them.

...

A strange compulsion.
I do not bake.
Or cook.

So it must be a curse.

I can attend to other matters now.
The compulsion is satisfied.

So many other cakes on the Network.

This will be put with the others.
By the offices.

[ooc: One, you know he looks redonkulously cute in a frilly apron. Two, that's angel food cake, for great lulz. Three...he can only cook because of the curse...even then, I don't know that the kitchen fared that well--he'll clean up. Enjoi~!]