eta for cake-serving?

[cimorene]

god preserve us from--bless their hearts--fools and eleven-year-olds.

cim's dining room, cuddlepint's birthday party:
door: [opens]
cim: [holds door]
lilly: AUUUUUUUUGH
rain: [begins an impromptu rendition of 'it's raining, it's pouring']
cim's daddy: that's not going to work.
cim's mommy: ::exhaling smoke:: WHERE'S THE CAKE?
jordan: [joins rain]
lilly: does anyone want to dance with me and amy [the doll]?
rain: [giggles]
sarah: don't--
jordan: that's right, I'LL step on you if you--
lilly: --and he didn't get up in the--
all eleven year olds: morning!
cim's daddy: ...here's the cake.
jordan, to cim: are you ticklish?
cim: you mean there have only been four of you this whole time?
cim-daddy: it sounded more like twelve.
lilly: ::gleefully:: THAT'S FOUR APIECE!
rain: four lillians and
rain and lillian: four jordans and
rain and lillian and sarah: four sarahs and
all eleven year olds: four rains!
all eleven year olds: [giggle hysterically]
cim-mommy: i have a knife.