Mmf. [He gulps audibly, washing it down with a mouthful of punch.] It's excellent. I'll say one thing about Luceti; they've gathered quite the skilled bakers here.

[Taking another massive forkful of cake, Tattoi sits back and contentedly watches the goings-on around him while he chews. Eventually though, when his mouth's not full, he looks inquisitively at Fermet.] Do you happen to know who's celebrating their birthday today, by any chance?