If only Astre knew. The whole kitchen smells of baking and sweet goodness right now, and doubtless it's filtering through the rest of the house. He can't help that, and in fact he would encourage it. This isn't a surprise he can keep very long. "The sun is up now. It wasn't when I woke, if that helps. I haven't given a thought to the time since then."

As many times as he's made this, he's sure that he has it right, but still, he wants this to be as perfect as he can make it. To that end, he takes a spoon and dips the tip into the icing and hands it out to Astre. "No, thank you, but try this. Tell me what you think."