Louisa squinted her eyes at Lex. What exactly did she mean by that? "It's my birthday present for them. I spent all morning working on it so it looked like this. I sure as heck want to say I'm the one who baked it!" HMPH. It was times like these when you could mistake Louisa for an eleven years old.

Turning her attention to Vickers as he excitedly joined the first year lioness at the cake, she (Louisa) clasped her hands to her chest and waaaaaaited.. waaaaaaaaited.... waaaaa-- why did he turn away? She leaned sideways trying to get a look at him but he soon came back to view with a slightly tight smile. She hopped closer to him and got the flour huff right in her face. "Whoa.." laughing and blinking away. "What was that..." Still laughing. "Hmm?" She frowned at the gestures he was making with his hands. He wanted a drink? Uh oh. Louisa hooked her hands together and shyly started rocking on her spot, "I forgot to prepare drinks. I mean I did have other things in mind, but do you have. Any. Idea. How HARD was it to make a cake? I'm not a kitchen girl apparently."

.... who's allergic to cake?!!!!

Vivi? Yeah, right. Louisa rolled her eyes and snorted. "No, you're not. And I might just get offended by this attitude, Miss Branxton." She wasn't going to force anyone to eat it but Vivi MUST do it. It's her present! So the Ravenclaw baker grabbed a fork, stabbed the cake with it and headed to the blonde Ravenclaw. "It's my gift to you, you can't refuse a gift." Duuhhh, it's in the friends rule book. Aaaaand Louisa tried to shove put the fork into Vivi's mouth.