The panda fitted a big egg-timer with sparking gold sand into a fitting on the oven and turned it over. The appearance of things insode the oven took on a stop motion quality, jerky and sped up like an old black and white film. Also fast, the pastry cooked and browned with unreasonable speed. After only a few moments, the sand ran out and the oven returned to normal. The red panda came back from her other cooking tasks, making some humaoid shaped cookies it looked like and brought the tray out with oven gloves, hauling it onto a castor wheeled table.<br/><br/>She soon came through the door to the wolf's room and a delicious smell of baking pastry and cooked meat filled the room. "Your meal, she is done."<br/><br/>She placed a large heatproof mat from under the main trolley on his table and hefted the Kimiko sausage roll across. It ended up sideways on she he could appreciate the pieces of kitsune that poked from both ends. "Not to touch tray. Very hot! You cook self, you not meal, so don't!"<br/><br/>She left him, rolling the empty tray out of the door. Steam was rising off the head that poked from one end of the pastry, so it was a bit surorising when she spoke. "One roll, as ordered. Enjoy your meal!"