"Well, then we're gonna need a date. How else am I supposed to tell the confection people when the cake has to be done by?" she asks Gene.

When all else fails, use logic.

"It's your wish," Pepper teases. "But if I had to make a wish I'd wish for a closet full of shoes, which is totally not your style, so I don't know, a new set of tools? Your laptop? One of the other suits? Ooh, no, even better. Real chocolate." She grins. "But this'll do for now," she adds, gesturing to the cake.