Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-11588669-20140208053126/@comment-11588669-20140608211848

Nox shrugged. He was a confectioner, not a cook. So, he didn't really know what to do when it came to actual food. But give him a dessert, and he'll pick the damned thing apart. He was kinda a dessert snob.

"Go ahead and surprise me. Umbra always cooked in our house. At least, he did when the old man died..." His voice trailed off at the end, then he shook his head. No time for reminiscing.

"Just don't touch anything dessert related. I'm kicking you out of the kitchen at that point."