[Tony set the cake down and stepped aside. He turned around leaning his back against the counter so he could casually chat with his friend (or whatever they were).]

Is it producing anything? When I tried, it kept giving me what I asked plus extra ingredients. Like I'd ask for flour and it gave me flour and three potatoes. Very odd. I can't complain about the chocolate too much. It was coveted on the train, so I have a bucket on our lawn collecting it. I'm quite certain Gladio's horrified by it.

[There was a brief pause and he took a breath to calm his sudden nerves.]

I uh.. the cake's a bribe actually. Or.. more like an apology. Yeah not more like, but literally, an apology.