"Like what? I vote the next one's barbecue." He eats the cake with his hands, not bothering to get a fork. "But why cooking? I mean, you don't eat, but I guess you could convert the Inn to a pretty sweet Bed and Breakfast."

He snorts. "See, I would have, because it does look pretty silly on you, but I didn't know if you'd get all sulky about it like you did the last time you had to wear something silly."