Garret was now regretting his impulsive decision to invite the Ravenclaw to help them, clearly Daphne wasn't happy about it. She probably wanted to bond with him over decorating the cake, so she could make up stories in her head and plan the rest of their lives together.

On second thought, he was glad that the Ravenclaw was here. She could act as a buffer between him and Daphne's insistence to talk about her emotions and other girly things like that.

"You could help slice the strawberries in half," he said lamely, sliding the knife and bowl of strawberries over to her, "And er, Daff... er... You want to squeeze the icing out?" He held up the paper tube of chocolate icing out to her, more than a little scared about what she would do.