"Red velvet," Analisa mused, nodding as she pulled out some mixing bowls. She didn't dabble in it often, as it was more of an American thing, but she'd made it once or twice. "That'd be cool!" She smiled. "What are you thinking about as far as toppings? Chocolate chips, maybe? Or -- or maybe shavings of different types of chocolate? White chocolate shavings would look like cheese," Analisa thought, out loud.
She was puttering about the kitchen, pulling out ingredients. "Apparently I've spent enough time here to know where everything is now," she pointed out, laughing softly to herself. Analisa was lucky Hannah had let her do so, she thought.