Kate tips the remainder of the casserole into her maw, chewing it quickly and then gulping it down to splatter over Clara's head and shoulders. "Of course, dear, I was hoping you'd ask something like that! Just wait for me to have my dessert, okay?" she requests, patting her squirming stomach as she cleans up the stuff from her savoury meals and starts to get ready for a dessert course. "You can choose whether or not you're digested until I eat my next course. I won't complain if you stay there to rub my gut all through my preparation!"