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Emilia Kavanagh-Anders (becauseimwrong) wrote in light_of_may,

"Ah..." Emilia thought about it. She really did. She thought about it and she tried to picture it in her head and it just looked terrible. She could not give Nysa something that she thought looked terrible and she very well would not spend her money on it. "No, I understand the desire for a better flavor, but I don't like it. What about actual strawberries? I understand if it dyes the color of the cake around said strawberries, but I think it'd look better. No need for layers." One layer was fine in that case. And she was sure that she had seen pieces of fruit inside of cakes before.

Woah? Emilia blinked and thought about it. Was what she had said really that uncommon? No, she was sure that it had to happen more often than people thought. Harper was smiling, though, so the chances of her poisoning the cake or anything like that were relatively low. "It's very much a celebratory thing, just ask my sisters. They had a party." This was just one of the many reasons why she loved Desi. "But this is special, and more private than that. Otherwise it would need to be a lot bigger." But at least this way Nysa would have pieces left over to take into work with her.

Ah, it would not be done as soon as she had thought. Emilia's face fell a little and she tapped her finger on her purse. "Okay... absolutely? I was absolutely thinking tonight, but if you have other cakes to do then I suppose that tomorrow will have to be soon enough." She turned her phone around. "That's my number."