She can live with making him blush, so long as he's not pulling away or chastising her again. He's cute when he blushes. "Would it be narcissism to know what I like and let me have it sometimes?" She doesn't think so.

And then there's cake. It certainly looks good. She wonders what kind it is... "Mm, yes please. I'll get some plates."

Into the kitchen they go. He may recognize some of her dishes. The green crystal is definitely not hers. But nothing's out of her reach here, since Naugus is even shorter than she is. Her coffee maker isn't anywhere in sight (gasp! shock!), but since there's no electricity...

"You want some coffee with it? Or tea?"