[Bucky could have enforced some strong self-control, but it had looked good and his fast metabolism plus weakness for sweets had negated any bit of will he'd had left. He does look a little guilty, worrying the inside of his lip until Zevran says he's cute, the worried frown slowly curving into a soft smile.]

Figure I should be trying to flatter you, considering I ate the whole damned thing by myself.

[He crosses the room, pulling his phone from his pocket and handing it to Zevran.]

I don't, but we can handle it.

[Maybe. Look, all he's saying is that if they find a recipe and make sure they have everything, they can at least try.]

Search for something that looks good.