(Forgive her: she shouldn't be so flippant to somebody trying to help her, but she's a bit stressed out right now. She wrings her hands as Lup gives the cake a cursory spin. It doesn't have even one good angle. It is a complete disaster.)
Yeah, of course, (she says quickly, and rolls her sleeves back up again.) Do whatever you need to do, it all sounds good to me. I can start on the frosting.
(Is she allowed to help?? She glances at Lup for permission, hands hovering over her baking supplies.)
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(Forgive her: she shouldn't be so flippant to somebody trying to help her, but she's a bit stressed out right now. She wrings her hands as Lup gives the cake a cursory spin. It doesn't have even one good angle. It is a complete disaster.)
Yeah, of course, (she says quickly, and rolls her sleeves back up again.) Do whatever you need to do, it all sounds good to me. I can start on the frosting.
(Is she allowed to help?? She glances at Lup for permission, hands hovering over her baking supplies.)