"Very good," says Susan, a little too stern. This is followed up by a fleetingly wry expression, and she rolls her eyes at Laertes. "See? There I go, fussing." She sets herself to making the cream cheese icing first, dumping cream cheese and butter into a bowl as she tries to think of how to reset the conversation. A glance outside reveals that the sun is growing higher - oh, perhaps she can kill two birds with one stone? Lancelot had, after all, mentioned finding Laertes handsome. "So you've sparred with him."