Rosie Crust

Once you are friends

Oh, my little ham sandwich! You are such a lovely crumble!

I get a lot of attention, you know, for my baps and pies?

Finn could never keep his hands off my goods.

Oh, bless me! Your little face has gone redder than a tart.

Best let you get on with your day, or there'll be thoughts of sticky pudding and jam roly poly!

Once they like you

I do love me a bit of crumpet, and you are definitely one of those. Haha!

Finn was always jealous if anyone else dared even come near my loaves.

He was always a bit of a mummy's boy, but I liked that. He just needs a good smothering.

Did I say smothering? I mean mothering.

What happened to your parents, my little wafer biscuit?

You don't know? Oh, you poor tiny souffle!

Am sure one day you will find out. Best let you get on peachy pie!

Asking for help

Have you ever met Roger Readily? He's a glass and a half of full cream milk if I ever saw one!

Fit as a baker's dog.

He once whispered to me that he has a very saucy recipe hidden away. I would love to get my doughy hands on it! It's called Risquebisque he says.

I was wondering, my little onion, if you could somehow seduce him enough to get that recipe off him and then cook me one? He probably has it hidden in his chest... and he has got a nice chest!

When it is done

You made it! You got Roger's recipe! My mind wonders just what you had to go through to get it. Must have been terrible *wink*.

I look forward to tasting his goods. Thank you, my little pork pie.