"Eh, cake, madammoiselle? I suppose there's some here."
* Soly walks over to a device that isn't all too unlike a cappucino machine, excepting the huge mass of wires connected to a chocolatey piece of cake where the cup is usually set, detaches the wires and offers the cakeling.
"Ignore the dents, it was attached to that improbability thingie. Strawberry and banana, I think."