Patricia had spent the last few moments gather supplies. As with every learning process she knew there was a very good possibility that she was going to injure herself. Call her prone to accidents. The burn cream was placed on the counter and her wand was poised over the bubbling oil. A lifetime of magic and she still had problems getting things the right temperature.
"You think that's bad! My neighbors have doughnuts," she grinned, swinging the door of her tiny flat open. "Well I'll be, you're still as ugly as ever. Come inside before you scare the neighbors." The boy knew he wasn't ugly, there was no harm in taking the piss out of him.
"You get to help the preparation. We have chocolate to unwrap!"