Cake

“It must be time for cake,” I said. “We’ve been working for a whole hour.”

“But you just had cake.”

“Yes, but I only had a small slice. And it’s sponge which means it’s mostly just air. Besides, it’ll go stale if we don’t eat it.”

“Things don’t go stale in an hour.”

“You don’t know that. Have you ever eaten hour-old sponge?”

“Yes. And it was fine.”

“But it wasn’t this cake. This one looks decidedly fragile.”

“You shouldn’t have too much cake.”

“Have you seen me without cake?”

“Uh, yeah.”

“And…?”

“Let’s have cake.”

 


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