I want you to look at me and seriously try to tell me that it wouldn’t end in sex. 

dude haman would fail at cooking a Funfetti cake and then retire to her bridge to brood

then later would have to be talked out of nuking England “for their insolence”

Gordon tells her to bake a cake and she just pushes all the work onto Mashymre. He’s just standing there in this crazy frilly apron with a mixing bowl, putting his entire heart and soul into it, while she’s just standing there ignoring him checking her phone to see if Judau called or some shit. 

This is also the song and dance they do every time it’s Mineva’s birthday.