Verity looks over when he's done and can't help smirking at him. "Yours is prettier than mine. Next time, you do the toppings, I'll do the cooking."

She's going to have to step things up for his birthday party. Honor demands it. "Now we put these in the oven for about five minutes. You want some salad or something to go with it? Or is healthy food verboten at sleepovers?"