You stir a bowl of batter, making a cake for the part at Donna’s tonight, some splashes on your face, which is apparently what Negan is here for, he’s been constantly talking while you bake, not that you mind, but when you get the batter on your face Negan I right on it he picks up your chin and grabs a hand towel, wiping the batter off saying, “oh you got something there, sweetheart. “ he chuckles with that stupid smirk of his, holding your chin for a bit too long since he just put the towel down and the batter was off your face.