"...Sure, why not. Am I a particularly rewarding recipient or something?"

"I like baking you things. It's fun."

"Yes, but why me in particular and not Ethan or Robin or someone I don't already know you to hang out with?"

Trouble shrugs. "Why not you? I made you pie and it was fun and now I wanna do it again. I make stuff for Ethan too sometimes, and I'll probably make stuff for Robin, but they're not you and I wanna bake things for you too."

"All right. What can you do besides pie?"

"Pretty much anything. If I don't know how to make it, I can always learn."

"How are you at layer cakes?"

"I am awesome at layer cakes!"

"Buttercream frosting?"

"You got it."

"Awesome. When should I expect delivery?"

"Whenever," he says. "Tomorrow?"

"Sure thing. Should we expect you to stick around for dinner then too?"

"Maybe. I might even eat a carrot," he jokes.

"I'm sure that would make dinnertime go a little smoother."

"I hope I didn't get you guys in any shit," he adds.

"Nah, you saw everything that happened," shrugs Bella. "Renée isn't strict to speak of."

"Good."

"If you'd really upset her we wouldn't be allowed to have you over anymore, but she didn't say anything like that."

"Good," he repeats. "That'd be sad."

"Yeah, we'd have to come up with some other way for you to bring baked goods."

Trouble giggles.

"Are you going to open a bakery or something when you grow up?"

"Who knows?"