Lila, plating the traditional cake first, because some choices don't need a debate.
You like a plan that works. Lila set this one in front of the bride and groom for a reason.
"See, Joel, I told you it wasn't a scam." Kathleen, mid-bite.
You're warm, a little unexpected, and impossible not to like. Kathleen cut into this one first.
"It's a bit of ceramic, and a whole lot of frosting." Nate, surveying the damage.
You have layers. Also, statistically, you are the cake most likely to end up on someone's shirt.
"This final cake is red velvet," Lila stammered, the plate slipping the last inch to the table.
You showed up late, sleeves suspiciously wet, and somehow still charmed the table. This was Nate's plate.
Staff only beyond the kitchen door. Yes, Lila, that means you.
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