She immediately recognized his voice and the lump moved in a vague head-nodding way before she peeked out, running down the letters alphabetically, starting with the one syllables first, "Built, hilt, jilt, kilt, lilt, silt, stilt, spilt, tilt, quilt, wilt, rebuilt... that's all I can think of." She smiled a little, though it was a clearly awkward, worried one. "JP's making me a cake, I don't think I'll be able to eat it all. You can have some if you want. It's triple chocolate."