Pepper manages a half smile that's undercut by embarrassment when she sees Miles. Wiping some cake off of herself, she takes his hand and stands up.

"I think there's a reason for it that's really old, but that could be one of the other traditions," she hedges, and peels a layer of fondant from her shirt. "And no, no I definitely did not mean to wear cake." The redhead turns back to the baker, and apologizes again. Several times. "I really need a shower or-- something."