Re: Beleg and Open!
Oh no it's not. It's the BEST idea ever!
Beleg pulled his shirt off, revealing what he was assured was 'cake dancing attire' - meaning he had on pink sparkle pasties with silver tassles and had painted on baby blue polka dots on his skin. With the bells on, he looked like he was a gleefully deranged escapee from an asylum, that also doubled as a children's birthday cake bakery.
"You look magnifique!" Beleg cried out, so that it echoed within their cakey confines. "Give the sign for us to be pushed and we shall emerge like butterflies from our cocoons, like spring after a long winter, like blossoms ready to be pollinated so it bears fruit...!"
He's going to go on, so it's totally safe to just have the cake scoot forward. Totally.