Bobby shook his head like a wet dog, puffing flour out everywhere. "I can't decide if I should try dust it off first. If it gets wet it'll be all goopy and gross. I don't wanna have to scrape myself off in the shower." He pouted. Flour was such a pain in the ass when it got in your hair. Not as bad as cornflour, he supposed, but still irritating.

"Okay." He looked over the recipe book again, pulling the bowl with the egg yolks closer. "Milk and vanilla in here, beat until mixed." He pulled the bowl with the egg whites out from the mixer and set it aside. "Then when that's done, we mix it into the flour bowl."