“Should I wait for frosting?” Layla asked, she didn’t want to bother the master’s craft. “They’re sugar loaded carb bombs, I’m sure they’ll all be great.” The blonde picked one up, not eating it yet. “Do you want me to donate to the figure skating squad?”
“I would, but it’s going to have raspberries in it and I love raspberries, so maybe that’s why. You can always eat that one now and buy one tomorrow?” Iris pointed out casually. “Oh, don’t worry about it for that one. I mean, if you want to, you can, but I wouldn’t have been able to sell that one anyway.” She had filled the cup too high and so it had spilled over the top of the muffin tin and was much larger, and weirder looking, than the others. “Plus then you can tell me how it is, in case I should change this batch.”