( he'll give a small smile in thanks as he goes to take one slice of cake from the basket. he'll take a bite out of it, chew, swallow. ) I like it. ( well. as far as orange cake goes, this one's not half bad. ) It's not too sweet, not too tangy. Me, I can't bake to save my life, but I'm a fairly good cook. If you're ever passing through the galley, come find me. I'll be sure to repay the favor--which, ooh, reminds me, a fifteen minutes break is all I get. We're being worked to the bone here. ( he'll take another slice of cake before politely excusing himself. it's a little bit of a hasty departure, but right now, he needs to go and eat something more than cake. )