[Aaand Ben Pillow was gone. Damn. She should've been quiet. It was easier to ignore things when she was comfortable, then again, there were cozy seats enough for her to be comfortable on her own later. Adele brings her mind back on task and lifts the corner of the towel covering the basket, the scent of fresh, fried sweet dough wafting up.]

Beignets. I helped, a little. Helios let me form the dough after he double checked everything that went in them. And we tested them earlier so I promise they're palatable.