Romeo raised his hand eagerly, bouncing up and down in Isan's lap. "Ooh! Ooh! I want pie, too!"
Crush and Isan nodded at each other in agreement. "Crush and I like the idea of some pie as well." Isan said. He had to admit that a warm rhubarb custard pie was simply irresistable to him.
"I-I sink I can herp wis sat..." Hime floated up into the air, a Japanese frying pan poofing into her hands. "No sense in paying for food when I can make it myserf. Sink of sis as a wercoming present from me..." Hime waved the agemono nabe around, and a thick creamy batter appeared inside of it. "Frour, sugar, baking powder!" She chanted. Immediately, a flow of batter came gushing out of her tiny frying pan, pilling in the center of the table. When the flow stopped, the batter on the table twisted and bubbled as it slowly began to change itself into a disc-like shape. Once it was done shaping itself, the batter magically turned into a steaming rhubarb custard pie, just as Isan had imagined.
"Shugoi...!" Isan gasped, completely in awe. "Hime-chan, that was amazing!"
Hime smiled gratefully. "Arigato gozaimasu!" She then turned around to look at everyone, and then motioned to the pie. "Werr, everyone dig in!"