Flurry, sweetheart, that’s coffee cake. You can’t have coffee cake with tea. It’s just not- Oh, you’re going to be a little rebel, huh? Not going to follow the oppressive regime of teatime etiquette? Well fine, be that way, you uncultured swine!

And you’re not allowed to cut your own slice of cake anymore. Seriously that’s like half of it right there.

So not much of a story behind this one. Just made between shopping for auto-insurance, making characters for a commission, and the extremely important business of giving as many people stupid names as I can in Skyrim: It’s a long and dangerous quest but the rewards are great.

Now, you might be able to grab a cup yourself if you’re quick. But be polite! Remember, when in doubt, pinkie out.