O.O

What the...

"Oh my..." Jake whispered as he listened to the Professor. There was a number of things that were making him start to freak out. First, it became blatantly obvious that at least one of them was to drink this stuff, and Jake vowed it would NOT be him. Second, the process with the lovage seeds seemed very... delicate and meticulous. NOT GOOD! Jake was fumbly and clumsy and flustered at the moment. Third... something about stirring fast... tired arms... maple syrup.

Jake loved maple syrup.

He wouldn't resist.

Scooting his stool further away from the workstation, Jake glanced sideways at Celandine and then gripped the desk, bowing his head and taking deep breaths. Could he feign illness and leave?

Maybe...

But... gahhhh. Now what?