Leaning against the counter opposite her guest, Brighid dipped the tip of one finger into the generous icing on the cupcake in her hand then brought it to her lips for a taste. She nodded in approval then unwrapped the cake itself and took a small bite. "Mmm. Brilliant." After another bite, she smiled at him. "Have I moved into the peasant bracket with you, then, or am I still a spoiled prat?"