[What a lovely kitchen they have in this house! Peach would be happier if it had a few wide, sunny windows with light lace curtains to waft in the breeze, but still, it's very pretty, very clean, and very well-equipped. And when Peach feels down, there's only one thing for it!]
[It's baking time.]
Oh, House? [She dimples sweetly up at the ceiling, tying on a
lovely apron she discovered in one of the cupboards.] Where do you keep the flour?
Oh, and the sugar, and the eggs...and the baking soda, of course...and cocoa would be nice, and we mustn't forget plenty of fruit! And... [She beams, throwing her gloved arms out wide as if to embrace the whole concept of baking.] Well, anything good for making cake would be just wonderful, really!
[[Come and get it, y'all--anyone who wants to help, or anyone who wants to eat the fruits of our labors after a few threads... :D]]