This wig weighs a ton.

Debating the Confidence Fairy

As I live and breathe a fairy!

In the neighbourhood of 1 million.

It's a nice cake. It's formal, it's lush

She spells cake, she gets cake.

We took in a hundred pounds.

So, then I go to the explorer cake, the high dopamine cake, the high energy cake, the curiosity, creative cake.

Pie

Donut?

A muffin?

So my factory can produce a million cupcakes and I sell a million cupcakes.

It was an apricot tart and a baba, and add an apple tart.

And I bid no welcome to a man fool enough to pay 1000 pounds for a bit of land that isn't worth 200!

Vamp. Siren. Seductress.

A hundred pounds is a lot to carry around.

Game Cookie

Cookie Alert

Plum tart. My speciality.

Have a bun.

I baked a cake.

A gâteau lorrain.

You may have the land, Mr Thornton, for 600 pounds. Done!

She baked me a cake.

I've baked a cake for Tom.

It's an orderly cake.

Cake or pastry?

Give me an apricot tart.

You look like all the ginns of Gehenna!

My factory can produce one million cupcakes and, in this scenario, I'm producing a million cupcakes.

They're like fussy kids who'll only accept exactly thirty seven cookies, or a hundred and sixty two thousand cookies, no more and no less.

My mother is making my father a cake.

My mother is making a cake for my father.

How do you cook a rice cake?

Pelungsur cake to indicate that the ceremony has ended.

There's shortcake in it.

Today is shortcake day with Bron.

Lining a white cake. What poetry.

Cakes and cigarettes.

I have a surprise. A very special cake.

I want a big one.

A big one for you, I hear you.

Even if you were a demon, I would never let you go.

With the possibility of inheriting 10 million.

Yesterday morning I ate a waffle!