[To say it's been kind of harrowing for Asgard lately would be an understatement, but for Jane it's a very fitting description, and what is better for shoving your feelings and concern than diving headfirst into a hobby?

At least, that's what Jane thinks. When the feed comes on she's a bit red from the lingering heat, smudged with flour on her nose and cheeks, and her hair sticks to her forehead.]

Hoo...So, um...this may not have been my brightest idea. You know. Given the, um, the weather. And such.

[She turns the bracelet to show a kitchen table covered in various kinds of cake.] But I wanted to make some cake...and I ended up making far too much for even two people to eat. Would anyone like some? You don't even have to come hunting for it, I'll bring it to you if you ask. Though, um...if it's not too much trouble, could I have a little time before I run out? I've finally sat down, and I'd like to stay that way for a bit.

[And then, just before it cuts out,] It's free, by the way! Free cake. I don't imagine anybody would hate that.