[France notices that comment. It puts a light on in his eyes that is the type of voyeuristic curiosity that has made France such a good romance writer among other things.]

I would say so.

[He waves a hand dismissively.]

Oh, no, don't bother; this isn't mine. This is just where I'm working at the moment while Envy and I are in town. Not that I need to work, but, well, something to do, which is why I was even bothering with making puff pastry by hand.

[He taps the rolling pin against the end of hem of the apron he's wearing.]

This sort of thing happens occasionally. You're likely to loose your powers again in a day or so when they put things back to whatever counts as right in this place. So -

[He points the rolling pin at Valmont, suddenly and bizarrely regal in stance.]

If you're planning to "acquire" money with them, you'd better start thinking about targets.

[France, your moral compass is showing.]