"He's not, he went out to see Art, leaving muggins here to do all the work," he winked at her, since the work involved hiding a bunch of chocolate, crawling around looking for mischief, and occasionally letting his mind stray into how on earth he could help Mary feel better.
The first two tasks were definitely the easier asks. "Let's fridge that till he gets back, then," he said, taking the cake from Clio so he could find a space in the fridge. "I've been playing the Fatten up the Friar game too. T'other day we tried butter in his coffee. It did not go well. You guys want a drink? Guaranteed butter-free. Unless you want butter. Ella, do you want to drink some butter?"