[ shu ducking under the table is a surprise that makes riddle's cheeks glow. it seems shu is getting used to how things go in wonderland, and more importantly, to the nature of unbirthday parties. maybe he'll even come to enjoy them at some point? the thought alone makes riddle giddy, he notes as he brushes a stray pastry crumb that had been caught in the crossfire off his shoulder. ]

Hmm? Repair it? While there isn't a rule expressly forbidding me from doing so, it goes against the nature of an unbirthday party to move any way but forward. If something is broken, then it's broken. There's no time to focus on unbreaking it.

[ riddle sounds quite confident for someone who makes barely any sense whatsoever. as he claps to summon yet another gaggle of tea cups and pots, all mismatched in appearance, he watches shu try the macaron out of the corner of his eye. he's so pleased with the other boy's reaction, one would almost think he's the one who baked them. ]

Right you are! I can say with confidence they're the best in all of Wonderland! My childhood best friend made them.

[ he preens as he begins pouring tea into the half dozen or so cups that have made their way to him. ]

Trey is amazing. He comes from a long line of bakers, and has been practicing his entire life. Even when we were children, his skill was beyond his years. He doesn't even use magic. That's him, right there.

[ riddle nods in the direction of a tall young man with green hair, glasses, a clover suit tattooed on his cheek, and a perpetual smirk that's impossible to read. of course he notices riddle watching him, and he gives his queen a polite tip of his hat in acknowledgment.

after flapping his fingers in greeting riddle turns back to shu. ]

I would introduce you, but I'm really putting him to work today. Some other time perhaps.

[ riddle begins casually placing the many teacups in front of shu. ]

In the meantime, you can tell me about your best friends as well. Aside from Mademoiselle, of course.