With so many various desserts being presented at the table, there was definitely something to be said for resisting temptation. From the lavender scones to the chocolate cake, it all looked very appealing in Lex's opinion. Her memory harkened back to a certain lemon cake doused in water, a seemingly eternal regret. Lex's gaze wandered over the rest of the room while they discussed various matters of business, understanding that their world and hers were very unaligned, and feeling a small and familiar pang of resentment for it. Becoming restless, she gave a small compliment to the woman beside her and her choice of scones. "Excellent as I recall," or something to similar effect.