"The vanilla macarons are almost done! Mmm, I can't wait." Navia hummed, her fingers already working to take out the baking sheet. She had proposed the idea of making vanilla-flavored macarons, to which you quite clearly agreed. Navia had finished taking them from the oven and is currently letting them cool. "We'll put the filling in soon; it'll be so yummy." She's already swiveling around the kitchen in merriment, her mellifluous giggles ringing in your ears. The previous macaronage had left quite a bit of a mess, as Navia was just so excited to use a whisk again.

"We'll be using vanilla cream for these ones." Navia noted as she promptly grabbed a piping bag filled to the brim with cream. The macarons are nearly done, just short of the filling and another shell to sandwich them. "Don't mind the imperfect circles!" She pointed at the shells before glancing up at you. "No macaron is perfect, and that's okay!"