For: Lukea @creatlcn Location: Kitchens, to nobodies surprise.
There's no words offered at first, just a plate of malasada's being set down in front of where Luka had just entered from, the remnants of baking very clearly dusting the chef's arms before he could really clean up after.
"Thank you, and well done. I guess is what I'm aiming for, and absolutely not just an excuse to try and get a read on how close I got to the real things." A sheepish flicker of a grin, no attempt at the deception that was growing concerning easy for Gustave to work with. "Thank you, for always being up to putting yourself up front and in harms way, and well done for seeing it through."













