”Oh, thank you,” Melinda smiled at Pandora, genuinely warmed by the compliment. “Though I have to disagree with you about your imagination. I’ve seen your Charms and the work you do.” Pandora’s Charms were always perfect and even though Melinda had grown up in Diagon Alley, surrounded by magic, even she was surprised to see some of the things Pandora Charmed.
“I’m sorry to say, that you’ll have a lot of options and combinations to choose from,” she said as she placed a booklet on the table. “In here, you’ll find the traditional shapes and designs, though everything can be fitted to suit your day. So my suggestion would be to pick out the cakes and filling you’d like to take back to Ewan, take your time tasting them a couple of times, each time with a different drink to them. Because the cake that tastes amazing with Earl Grey doesn’t necessarily even taste good with wine or water or…” she gestured to the bottle of elderflower cider. “Cider. If you already have chosen your colours and have an idea of which style you’ll be going with, I’d be happy to make some sketches with ideas for cake designs, but I’ve put all that in there. Would you like another slice?”