"Ah dunno about that. Must'a been an alien." Rogue gave a little shrug, grinning, then finished stirring the coffee.
She nodded, accepting the brush. "Else it wouldn' be tiramisu." She picked up the coffee and brush and moved to the cake. it wasn't the most even or pretty looking thing ever, but it was probably going to be just as delicious as if it was professionally made. She dipped the brush in the coffee and started to paint.