[Poggio]

He looked at the pooling sink of bubbles and grinned. “Dude its such a perfect cake, like hotdogs. Light and spongy and summery. “ His grin grew as he scooped up some of the bubbles and put them on Kavi's head. “Its my favorite cake. Its apparently extremely hard to make so my mom rarely makes it.” He said sliding his dishes into the sink and taking Kavi's as well. “There's a dishtowel in that cabinet, you can dry and I will wash. And you will also tell me your favorite cake or what you usually do on your birthday.”