ABC's Affair 2019 K-King Cakes.
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section7mfu“Leave it to you to arrange the meeting in a restaurant. What’s that your eating?” Napoleon and Illya had managed to get to the meeting without Thrush following them. Once they had sat down, another restaurant, Illya had immediately ordered a cake that he claimed was only available during Mardi gras according to his guidebook.
“It is called a King Cake. We had to meet someplace so why not have a snack while we wait.” Illya explained his rationale.
“Besides these cakes are only served during the season. Now help me eat this.”
Napoleon had to admit the sweet brioche dough in the shape of a hollow circle with a glazed topping sprinkled with colored sugar looked inviting. Accepting a piece from his partner, he took a big bite before choking. Coughing out the offending item, a small plastic baby dropped to the dish. “What the hell is this?” he complained.
Laughing Illya said, “You should be thrilled. Whoever finds it in his slice of cake is said to have luck and prosperity. Perfect in our line of work.”
“If the person manages not to choke to death first,” Napoleon mumbled.
“Are you okay sir?” their contact asked dropping a small package as she bent over to tap him on the back then quickly disappeared.
“It is called a King Cake. We had to meet someplace so why not have a snack while we wait.” Illya explained his rationale.
“Besides these cakes are only served during the season. Now help me eat this.”
Napoleon had to admit the sweet brioche dough in the shape of a hollow circle with a glazed topping sprinkled with colored sugar looked inviting. Accepting a piece from his partner, he took a big bite before choking. Coughing out the offending item, a small plastic baby dropped to the dish. “What the hell is this?” he complained.
Laughing Illya said, “You should be thrilled. Whoever finds it in his slice of cake is said to have luck and prosperity. Perfect in our line of work.”
“If the person manages not to choke to death first,” Napoleon mumbled.
“Are you okay sir?” their contact asked dropping a small package as she bent over to tap him on the back then quickly disappeared.
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Date: 2019-03-16 05:18 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2019-03-18 01:49 pm (UTC)It's a very pretty cake though !
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Date: 2019-03-18 03:02 pm (UTC)