Jane stuck her tongue out in concentration while batting a mixture for vanilla cake, she had some on her cheek and apron as well, but that didn't even phase her.
"There we go." She mused lowly, having a pleased smile on lips while she poured the mixture out on the cake base she needed.
Making cake so early in the morning, she seemed to think that it was most appropriate to create an a big warm appetizer for everyone, since the place is a bit /too/ cold, something warm will hit home on every troll once they take a bite off them.
The maid hummed in thought once she had finished placing the mixture to bake, grimacing when she realizing she had to touch slime pie and possibly make some of it for the sake of some trolls who eat that shit just for fun.
"Trolls are quite absurd.."
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