[Does Lup even hear her? It's hard to tell when the woman is constantly in motion, absorbed so completely in her work, not making even the slightest hint of acknowledging Lucretia's question. Thankfully, throwing together a basic chocolate cake batter takes no time at all, especially with magic as an aide, so once the cake pan's popped in the oven and Lup's offering Lucretia a taste of the batter, the other woman finally gets her delayed answer.]

Pretty sure this whole shindig can go in teams of two or solo. Just tell 'em I slept in, no one's going to question it after they see our masterpiece.

[Lup's already laughing the moment the batter splatters on Lucretia's face, enough so that she can't even defend herself from the sugar being thrown her way. It coats her beautifully, sugar landing in her open mouth, dusting over her already light-colored hair, and probably getting up her nose too. Which just has Lup snorting with laughter now, as she dips the spatula back into the leftover batter, flinging it Lucretia's way.]

Don't even start this war, Lucretia! You're going to lose!