Jono shrugged a little, looking somewhat lost, so far as his reply to that questioning look went. All he knew was that he was supposed to be blue and have lips.

... Blue. Seriously. What the bloody hell...

//I think it couldn't hurt to share with Kayla and... erm... Nommy. Don't you think so, luv?//

He did not want war to break out between some other students' offspring. Especially not over his cooking, for all that he'd done over the past couple of years.

At least a pancake was a difficult thing to mess up.