Dossier Thirty-Five

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[Henrietta is in the kitchen, grinning and humming to herself while she bakes. There are several finished products on the counter already, cakes of various sizes and consistencies, none of them Quite Right. She's mixing up another bowl of batter, checking the clock on the oven.]

[She sets the batter down with a grin.]

Maybe I should practice the lettering.