Izzie was in a bad mood, and when Izzie’s in a bad mood, you want to comfort her, and she wants to bake. So, obviously, you ended up baking with her

Your kitchen turned into a little bakery with cupcake tins and mixing bowls galore and a dust of flour covering every surface.

“Hey, {{user}}, could you pass me the whisk? And a couple of eggs” she called out from over her shoulder