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It's a piece of cake to bake a pretty cake....

WHO: Samouel Gareth, Christine Delacroix, EVERYONE
WHAT: It's Christine's birthday
WHEN: Backdated to Bloomingtide 13
WHERE: Skyhold
NOTES: Silliness and stuff

It had been a surprise when he heard that Christine's birthday was today and he hadn't known about it. Well, he supposed it wasn't that surprising considering his own would have gone without notice if it weren't for a certain group of templars. Regardless, Sam knew about it now, which meant he needed to do something for it.

Christine had made him a pie for when his name day had come and gone, so it seemed only fitting that Sam would try his hand at making something for her - a cake. Even if his forte was not in baking/cooking he knew enough to at least know his way around the kitchen and to follow a recipe. He didn't know what kind of cake Christine actually liked, but something with fruit and lots of cream sounded like the standard for Orlesian desserts.

"Let's see... flour, eggs, water, sugar-"

[OoC: Feel free to do your own thing as well. Party hard.]

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There is cake, there is party, and most importantly, there is Christine-based partying. So, obviously, when Church inevitably catches wind of the goings-on one way or another, he's dropping by. Because it's Christine. And he likes her. A lot. And it's been pretty kind of awkward since they slept together? And he's still not sure if he's just being seen as a one-night stand or--

Doesn't matter! What does matter is he doesn't have a gift. He doesn't really have money since he doesn't really have a steady job and is mostly just mooching off the Inquisition at this point, despite the odds and ends he does to help... And he definitely can't cook. Or bake. Or whatever.

...So he might have picked some flowers shut up that's girly and also a thing you get girls right???

The last time he had seen Church was, well, at the last party. So it's little surprise that he runs into the Rifter again, especially since this was a party for Christine.

"Church," he says in greeting, head tilted curiously. "What you have there?"

"Nothing!" He pulls the fistful of flowers behind his back, looking Absolutely! Offended! that Sam would ask a question of course he doesn't have anything!!!

"I mean. Nothing. Just. Stuff. Why, what do you have?" Yeah, turn it back on him, that's the ticket!

Well it had been obvious that they were flowers, but it had seemed like a good conversation point. 'Seemed' being the keyword since the man is suddenly shouting and giving him a look. Sam's lips thin at that, staring right back at Church.

"Alright..." A raised brow as he tries to figure what the issue is. "I brought a cake?"

Overreaction. Okay. That was an overreaction. "Oh. What kind of cake? Do you cook? Do you have candles for it or something?"

That was a lot of questions at once - clearly someone isn't trying to talk about the flowers behind their back. "Strawberries and cream. I can cook, well enough, but I'm not much of a baker. No, I don't have candles for it. Didn't exactly have small ones." Putting a big one on it wouldn't be too nice, and all that wax.

"...Could we make small ones? Do you--I mean, do you guys even have that tradition here? You put on candles for age, and then you blow them out in one breath, and that means whatever you wished for comes true? Not that that's...true, but I mean. Tradition."

"We could, but candles time a bit of time to make." If they started now they wouldn't be ready until tomorrow at least. "There's another reason why I didn't bother trying to get candles." Pausing for a moment, Sam leans in closer to Church and lowers his voice a bit. "Do you exactly want to ask Christine how young she is and then put that many candles?"

"Hell no. I may not know the most about women, but that's the number one rule. You do not ask a woman's age. Straight to the doghouse. I am not that stupid. Plus, that'd be a lot of candles to fit on unless we make two shaped as the right numbers. Like...like, what, I dunno, 25? Twenty-something? She looks it. There's no way she's thirty yet...right? Forget I asked that. Whatever age she is, she looks good for it, and that's the most important thing to say."

rule 1 never listen to advice about women from church

Don't worry, he isn't.

Sam just lets Church rant, smiling in amusement as he crosses his arms over his chest. He does raise a brow at the question and then being told to forget it. He does know how old Christine is, but they'll just go past that at the time. "We'll have a candle for her to blow out, don't worry. Just need the one to make wishes on, right?"

"Right! Exactly. Doesn't make her feel old at all, and it doesn't waste any precious candles. Win-win." He shifts nervously, and even though he denied flowers that are still behind his back... "Is this too cheesy? I mean, girls still like flowers in a place like this, right?"

"Are you saying girls from where you're from don't like flowers?" It's not like he knows much about Church, save that he came out a rift and he tends to trip himself whenever Christine is around. Dude needs some chill. "I don't think so. I'm sure she'll enjoy getting flowers. Not that you're getting her flowers or anything, right?" Because Church wasn't totally hiding flowers behind his back - there was nothing, as he exclaimed before.

maybe sam needs some chill ever think of that??? "Girls where I'm from totally like flowers, which is why I was wondering if she'd like them, y'know, in the future, maybe, at some point. Who knows what our cultures have in common. If I was feeling fancy, maybe I'd read up on the language of which flowers in which colors mean what." He is not that fancy. "But like...so flowers, and candles on cakes, those have survived, anyway."

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It was fine when it was just a cake, but now it's a cake and a party and Christine isn't sure what to feel. It seems like such a fuss, but then again, it's so thoughtful. She should probably just blame Sam as she always does and show some gratitude. She's eyeing the exit, wondering how rude it would be to leave her own party when she sees Church enter. With flowers. Well. That's... hmm. Actually a normal response to something from him for once? Amazing.

"Hello, Church," she greets, curious as to what he'll say.

"Oh! Oh. Hi. Hi! Happy...birthday? Apparently! Um." Church: slayer of women and wooer of evil--wait.

He shoves the fistful of flowers at her. "Happy birthday! I hope you aren't allergic to these. You aren't allergic to flowers, are you?"

Maker's breath, but he's awkward. Still, she accepts the flowers and takes a sniff.

"I am not. Thank you for these. It's very thoughtful of you." She looks from the flowers to him with amusement. "Did you pick them yourself?"

He should not awkward. They even slept together! That's, like, the ultimate test of if things are going to be awkward or not. But this isn't sex, this is like...something serious. Birthday presents. Serious business.

"Uh." Ain't he just the most articulate lil bugger? "Ye-uh, yeah. Is it dumb I tried to find the blue ones? Do you like blue? I mean there's some others because there's only so much you can find, and maybe I'm just projecting," or maybe it's Adelaide that likes blue? or just the spirit? all their spirits are blue, right? "but I mean yeah. I didn't even get mauled by a pack of wild wolves or anything. Crazy, right? I couldn't buy you anything on short notice." becausehedoesn'thavemoney "So I'm gonna do that thing where I stop talking, okay? Okay cool."

"Blue is my favorite color," she admits. The color of her eyes, the color she thinks she looks best in, the color of the open sky that she never saw very much once stuck in the Montsimmard Circle.

"Well, I can think of better uses for your mouth." Christine lets that hang in the air for a moment (Yes, she knows exactly what she's doing when she says these things,) before continuing. "Like eating cake. Sam made me one. Would you like a slice?"

Blue Team life, yo. He knows how to pick 'em. It's a gift. Clearly.

"...I." Shit. Damn. Shit. Blue screen of death. Cake? Shit. "Would love to eat your cake out."

"Ah, yes." Did he just...? Surely not! She tries to hide her smile as she leads him over to the cake. Setting down her flowers, she cuts him a slice and plates it before presenting it to him.

"Enjoy."

Oh come on! She started it. And he does not at all hide his big dumb grin. So far so good. Besides, eating anyone's figurative cake can come after parties. Now he gets literal cake. And what's not to love about that??

He might eat the first bite a little slower and with more exaggerated movement of his mouth. Just because that's how he eats. Totally not trying to rub it in or anything.

"Little baker knows his stuff, this is pretty good."

Ugh, men. Sorry, Church, but that is not really a sexy move, and she rolls her eyes at him before moving on.

"It is. He did well. Of course, he had my help, so there was little chance of his failing." Which she can say now that the cake is finished and came out wonderfully.

Psh, shows what she knows! He promises to be appropriate for the rest of the party. Mostly. Maybe the after party...?

"Whaaaaat, I thought it was gonna be a surprise cake. Someone didn't pay off the kitchen staff well enough not to rat him out, huh."

"Oh, no, no one told. I simply come here often enough that I found him on my own, and I offered to help. But I was still surprised to hear he was making one."

Surprised and pleased, the way she is with these flowers. As Church eats, she brings the bouquet to her nose again.

"I will need to put these in a cup with water."

"So, decent at cakes with help, needs to work on his 'surprise' bit of a 'surprise party'."

He grins around his fork. "Sorry I couldn't scrounge up anything better. I don't really know what you like andhavenomoney. Besides, y'know, me." insert even cheesier grin here

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