"What?" She went over and checked for herself. "This has got to be a fucking joke. I swear, I--" This would have been the part where Jessica lost complete control of her temper. Food gone wrong had that effect on her, and really, it was a miracle that she hadn't started breaking stuff already. "...okay." Deep breath. "I must've pressed the wrong button or something," she took a look at the miniature control panel and read the blinking green font that said 'broil, low'. "Broil?" Jessica narrowed her eyes. "Well, there's our problem. Can't bloody broil cakes." With a huff, Jessica pressed buttons, while actually paying attention this time, and found the baking menu. Finally. Setting it on 350 degrees like the book said to do, she paused, glanced at Wanda, and then hiked the temperature up to 450 instead - 455 just to give it a little extra, but don't worry, there was logic to this. "The cake will bake in half the time." She nodded. "Instead of waiting up to 28 minutes all over again, we'll only have to wait up to about 14, maybe even less."