Becca felt really confused and concerned. She hated failure at anything, a competitive spirit Xavi had used to his advantage when he initially used the blonde teen.<br/><br/>Brushing hair behind her ear as she bit her lip, Becca is glad to sense Ali's trepidation. "Hmmmm... Maybe like make a truffle out of her? Like we could make the pudding filling and cover her in it and then a layer of fruit and then some cream on top? I could feast on that." Becca winks.