"Or throw the carrot as the case may be," Piper laughs, flipping him off playfully.

Adonis snorts. "Don't throw the whiskey though, that's just a waste," he says while cleaning up the counters. Once the counters were clean, Adonis pulled out the items they'd need to cut and roll out the dough.

"Have they burned the place down yet in your absence," Piper asks, taking a sip from her glass while pushing Kaz's toward him now that he was sitting.

Adonis leans against the counter, picking up his glass for a drink.