“Forcing myself... Yeah, not going to be a problem,” Benjiro says with a near grin. He does not intend to indulge, but he is a teenager with a healthy appetite. He will take the extras home, knowing Aunt Rosemary will want them as a sample. If nothing more, she might use them as an excuse to demand Russell come over after the holiday for a day of baking fun.

Attention on his friend and the hidden gift, the teen has a flat look for a brief second as he questions his memory honestly for an answer, then narrows one eye after, “....nnnno, we did not. To be fair, we might alternate. My great aunts insisted I bring you each a gift from them.”