Storm made sure Tino's small hands wouldn't reach the cake for real, she just tried to give him the illusion that he was helping. See? She would've made a great older sister. As soon as she made it to the table, she gingerly placed the cake on it, her smile wide and radiating. It was a little scary to look at her mum, but it wasn't her decision! Uncle Paulie did it, so he should be scolded as well if she did.

Not going to lie, it felt like a small betrayal on Zara's part to sit down with her fork and spoon without reserving a seat nearby for Storm. The six-year-old didn't show that she noticed this, she calmly grabbed a seat next to her mum. "We got the ice cream cake, but only to split between Zara and myself!" she quickly added the last bit, looking at her mother from under her eyelashes, the way she knew had a bigger effect on Louisa.

Satisfied that her daughter was sitting next to her, Louisa smiled calmly, "I can see that. So, we're taking permission from the Fosters now. Isn't our life taking a fun turn..." she said the last words while taking her ice cream from Paulie and throwing him a LOOK. "Nice played, sir. I would fear retaliation because... threatening the integrity of one's family unit is a very risky game." Which means Louisa was definitely going to plant an idea in his daughter's head soon! BEWARE.

Ugh. How much did this cost? What was this, caramel? Since when did Storm even like caramel? Louisa wanted to facepalm so hard her forehead would pop out through the back of her head. Let's play her little girl's game, though, and pretend her mother didn't know her. Placing a small plate in front of her daughter, Louisa dragged the knife towards Paulie. "Wanna cut us a piece, o bringer of wishes?" Was she allowed to punch him in his smiling face at this age and in front of their children? She so wanted to.

Storm sighed, relieved, and sat upright in her seat, waiting for her MAJESTIC piece to be cut and placed in front of her. She didn't really know how salted caramel tasted like, but it was a sophisticated flavour. It must taste nice... she was probably going to taste the cake bit because the ice cream was just too cold to eat. She totally liked the ice cream cake, though! And was going to taste it even if just to prove her mother wrong, ahem.