23.Apr.14, 01:21 AM
D’hys chuckled and shook his head when the apology and explanation came. “I wasn’t really. I’m just teasing you. You can enjoy the batter since it’ll help tide you over until the cake is done – which needs a few minutes more.” B’jin was like a child with his eagerness and how impatient he could be. No wonder he had a spoiled daughter. He likely didn’t know any other way to act and had always treated the girl with quick rewards and everything she wanted. Then again, from the rumours, it almost sounded like R’nd was the one that spoiled her more than her actual father did. For a man that freaked out around children, R’nd seemed to be getting the hang of at least bribing them into getting along with him.
“Unfortunately we have to wait until the cake cools off so we can ice it. If you do it while the cake is still warm, the icing gets too runny and it leaves quite the mess.” He had been thorough in his questioning of the bakers to find out everything he needed to know about making this cake B’jin was obsessed with. When he played a game with someone, D’hys liked to make sure he knew all of the rules so he could use them to his advantage and liked to play a part perfectly. B’jin considered him a friend and one that knew all the secrets to cooking and baking that he needed so D’hys made sure that he actually did have a handle on all the intricacies.
“I wouldn’t suggest cooling it with a trip between either. I’ve never done it myself but I’ve heard it sucks out the moister of the cake and leaves it cold and dry. Not a very tasty treat.” His new favourite greenrider to mess with in flights, C’dhin, was a huge fan of baking and talked far too much. D’hys had heard about the man’s ideas and how they turned into horror stories or failed experiments when he hadn’t really asked for any. At least now he could use them as a warning for B’jin before the man’s impatience had him stealing Zeianth for cake-cooling duty.
D’hys leaned forward and rested his elbow on the table and set his chin in his palm as he gazed at B’jin, “so how shall we pass the time until we can ice the cake?”
“Unfortunately we have to wait until the cake cools off so we can ice it. If you do it while the cake is still warm, the icing gets too runny and it leaves quite the mess.” He had been thorough in his questioning of the bakers to find out everything he needed to know about making this cake B’jin was obsessed with. When he played a game with someone, D’hys liked to make sure he knew all of the rules so he could use them to his advantage and liked to play a part perfectly. B’jin considered him a friend and one that knew all the secrets to cooking and baking that he needed so D’hys made sure that he actually did have a handle on all the intricacies.
“I wouldn’t suggest cooling it with a trip between either. I’ve never done it myself but I’ve heard it sucks out the moister of the cake and leaves it cold and dry. Not a very tasty treat.” His new favourite greenrider to mess with in flights, C’dhin, was a huge fan of baking and talked far too much. D’hys had heard about the man’s ideas and how they turned into horror stories or failed experiments when he hadn’t really asked for any. At least now he could use them as a warning for B’jin before the man’s impatience had him stealing Zeianth for cake-cooling duty.
D’hys leaned forward and rested his elbow on the table and set his chin in his palm as he gazed at B’jin, “so how shall we pass the time until we can ice the cake?”