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"So you have to make ten batches of muffins tomorrow."

"Yes."

"And you don't know how."

"Yes"

Out of desperation, Dionne called Mr mask even though she knew he'd be busy. After her mum, the next person she knew who was adverse in kitchen matters was Mr mask.

"What type of muffins did he ask you to make?" Mr mask asked.

"Banana muffins."

"Ok. See what we would do..."

Dionne felt relaxed after her conversation with Mr mask. She knew it— Mr mask will always help her.

It was already late in Lucas' mansion. Dionne was already sore from the little errands she ran. The only thing on her mind right now was to get some food. She didn't get to taste the beef stew Sandy made because of Lucas and his demanding orders.

She ventured into the kitchen and dished out some food for herself. Smiling happily she went to the dinning table and made her self comfortable. She was about to take a mouthful only for Ben to burst her bubble.