I raised the spoon toward the smooth white frosting, moving nice and slow so everyone could see my intention.

“Stop right now!” Brittany shrieked at the top of her lungs, causing the music to suddenly feel secondary.

“Don’t you dare touch that!” I stopped my hand midair.

The silver spoon hovered a single inch away from the delicate fondant, and it felt as if the entire room stopped breathing along with it.

“You are so unbelievably petty!” Brittany screamed, her shrill voice echoing so loudly that even the people at the back tables turned around in shock.

“You are just jealous of me!