"The problem now is that I want cake," Miles says. "At least, cake that hasn't been worn first." He's going to tease her about this. It's official.

He dug some rhinn out of his pocket and gave them to the baker, who looked only slightly mollified. "Hopefully this should cover the cost of ingredients and your time..."

Judging by the look the baker's giving him and Pepper, even if it does, it still doesn't make him happy.