And both of them are kind of... covered in powdered sugar. There is no neat way to eat them.

The girls at their table glance and giggle.

Yrael grins at Teja, moving to stand. "I'll take our plate and throw it away," he says, picking up the plate covered in excess powdered sugar.

As he does so, something tickles his nose, causing him to sneeze loudly. A huge cloud of sugar erupts into the air from the plate, coating the girls' blouses and hair in a generous dusting of white.