"Do you want a spoon?" he says after a bit, laughing.

Here, Sadde. Have a spoon.

"You are a meanie," she says, accepting the spoon. "I might have to mortify you when your father's around to punish you."

"Ha, punish me? Why? I'm an angel who does no wrong."

"Not if I can help it."

"Oh, really? Do you have anything specific in mind?"

"Perhaps I do."

"Are you gonna share with the class?"

"Is your dad going to be home soon?"

"Prooobably..." he says, then looks at the clock. "In a quarter of an hour? I'm sure he'll be thrilled we made cake, and we can cut it into two for you to take some home."

"In that case I suppose we'll never find out."

"Oh no. Maybe you'll just have to tell me some other time. But we have cake!"

She giggles. "I'm trying to seduce you, here, can you play along?"

"I could, but like I said, fifteen minutes."

"Hmm... Maybe I could do something we'll both regret in under fifteen minutes."

"I'm sure there are lots of things you could do that we'd both regret. There are probably also lots of things you could do that neither of us would regret."

"Yes, but where's the fun in those?"

"The fact we wouldn't regret them?" he sort-of-asks.

"But the risk of regretting it is half the fun."

"The risk might be. The actual regretting them... nnno. I don't even know what you have in mind!"

Sadde opens her mouth to say something—

—and is interrupted by a sudden stuffed bear: "You were baking cake and you didn't even invite me?!"

Theo laughs. "It's not like we ate it all!"

"Well I want some!"

"Sure. My dad will be back soon, though, so either eat it quickly or go to my room."

He cuts Cerberus a slice and... leaves it on the cake plate, because he doesn't know if the bear plans on grabbing it in his hands or what. He'll probably find a way.

Kero looks at him expectantly, as if waiting for more cake.