"Vin, let's do this. The cake won't get baked without your help!."
Eden's loud voice from the kitchen broke through his thoughts.
"I'm coming!" He yelled back, eyes still fixed on the streets.
Taking a last look, he ran to the kitchen, without noticing the edges of wooden windows getting frozen.
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"Flour"
"Here is it…"
"Butter"
"Here is it…"
"Eggs"
"Here is it…"
"Sugar?"
"Lindy has eaten it.."
"Okay. What?!"
Phil turned towards Vin who was helping him gather up the ingredients. His eyes spoke the question, "How?"
"Eden tried stopping her… I mean him… but the results were terrible" Vin replied, dropping the ghostberries into a dip bowl.
"Wait, Lindy? You named the Sindik?"
"Yes, no one volunteered to do it, so I stepped up and named her Lindy. Well, until the clock strikes twelve" Vin again explained, with all effort to cool down the tension in Phil.
