Lean fingers reached up and touched the skin made raw from Daphne's ferocious scrubbing. He winced slightly when she turned her back, wondering what on earth had possessed him to let her do that! She was clearly a bit of a maniac when it came to cleaning, and now he felt like his pores were cleaner than the inside of sanitized baby bottle.

But her comment about the baking reminded him again of why he was here tonight, "Oh, could you help me pour in the chocolate chips?" he asked her back, "Cos the cake is for you, so really... you should decide how much goes in there."