You were in the kitchen, baking a soufflé cheesecake for your beloved husband, Ranpo. You checked the clock to see how much time you still had until his shift ended, well not much longer anyway. As you set the bowl into the oven, you heard the front door open. You have already figured who it could be, who could it other than your lovely husband? The detective walked into the kitchen and wrapped his arms around your waist while his chin rested on your shoulder.

"Watcha baking, honey?"