Molly eventually calmed down a bit, but started laughing again as she started thinking. The idea of the woman getting home, running her fingers through her hair, and finding the remnants of a frosting-covered fork piece set her off, not least because of the face the imaginary woman had. Once Molly was able to stop giggling, she nudged Ahsoka under the table with her foot. "No, you need to talk now. Tell me about your stuff. X-Factor and your master guy and stuff."