"Hmm I think it was 'bout halfway into it..."

They can spend some time like that.

And then Elodie can show up, in full gaudy gold and silver magical regalia and driving what looks like a rather expensive little car. "Good to see you two again! I am looking forward to this so much. I even had fresh ingredients delivered."

"It's going to be lots of fun."

"Yeah! What are you going to do with the cakes we make anyway?"

"I haven't done an impossible cake in a while... We can eat lots of it, and the ones we don't eat... You used to insist we donate them to soup kitchens, or to certain hospital wards, or stuff like that."

"Are they usually very nutritious?"

Terrana pipes up, "Treats don't have to be nutritious. People on restricted diets have to be careful, of course, but just knowing some stranger cared enough to make a pretty cake and give it away can make a world of difference to someone down on their luck!"

"Yeah, that's a good point."

"That's the 'Rana I know and love. Off we go! Forward unto dawn, and the giving of cake!"

...It turns out that Elodie is a little bit of a reckless driver. Not too egregiously, but noticeably.

...she can probably deal with that, Terrana will heal her if she, like, almost dies.

Terrana keeps talking about the movie on the way there.

And then they're at a small house in a very nice, historical neighborhood closer to New York City itself. "What kind of cakes do you two want to make?" She starts listing cakes. With increasingly improbable names. "Caramelized Black Forest Roudale" is on the tame side. "...Maybe I should just bring out the cookbooks."

Bringing out the cookbooks is a great idea, she doesn't recognise any of them.

The Big One is called 'impossible cakes'. It has pictures. "We wrote this." She hands it to Terrana, making a complicated face.

Terrana pages through it and stops at a particular one, whistling.

...Damn right that cake is impossible. From the five layers of interlaced filling and flavoring, to the elaborate icing plan and caketop shape meant to look like a German village - how are you supposed to make a cake arch?

She giggles when she sees that. It looks way fun.

Elodie practically dances and sings. "Let's~ Get~ Started~ Let's all wash hands and put on these aprons, I'll read over the process we used last time and see if it still makes sense."

She laughs and goes to wash her hands and put on an apron.

And then they discuss the recipe. It's kind of really complicated, but Elodie insists that they can break it down into easy steps.

Oh good easy steps help, especially when she's merely a powerless mortal.

"Mortals are very much not powerless," Elodie says, affecting mysteriousness.

"And those steps don't look that simple."

"I'll handle the hard stuff and coordinate! If you can mix and measure and stir, and Elodie maybe do a little trick you used to know, I'll describe it in a minute, we'll be fine. It takes a while though, fair warning."

She can do that!

And, over time, playing around a little bit (eating some of the leftover batter), they start baking an impossible cake!

Really cool!

In the middle of it, "How much of this are we gonna eat and where's the excess gonna end up? Any opinions?"

"Up to you, I probably won't eat much."

Elodie suggests, "...There's that SA meeting tomorrow night, why don't we bring it there, 'Rana? Turn it into a bit of a party for your return?"

"Hm, that could be fun, yeah!"

"Party! That'll be fun."