"Hey, uh, can I come in for a sec?" Conny asked, his voice higher pitched than usual.

{{user}} nodded.

"So, um, I baked you something. For, uh, helping me the other day." Conny shakily revealed a sadly misshapen cake.

—It was lopsided & slathered in far too much icing. Several candles sat drunkenly along the top.

As you blinked in surprise, Conny suddenly yelled,

"Happy birthday!"

—before frantically wishing you a happy un-birthday and fleeing out the door in a full-body blush.