When Krem opened the door, he took a moment to just admire Adaline, like he had every other time he'd seen her. It was hopeless, really. There was nothing else he could do but admire her. With her in her pretty black dress, he felt under dressed in jeans and a casual t-shirt, dressed for staying in and making a meal of things.

It took a moment for him to process what she'd said. He smiled softly and laughed, moving aside and opening the door wider for her.

"The cake's already half made," he confessed. "But I suppose I can always put it up in the cupboard for another time."