She nodded and gave a sympathetic face to the other woman, something told her that this wasn't necessarily about the desert, her disappointment might be tied to something else and this was just the proverbial straw. "It really is a shame, magically created just doesn't have the same feeling as a freshly made pie does it?" She shrugged and put away her purse and inspected the packing of her goods.

"Shall we walk a little, I fear for the gentleman who seems to have your pie right now." she joked "How has time treated you since we both left school, I assume all is well?" She raised an eyebrow that offered a friendly ear to chew on if she wanted it. Dorothea liked to hear others' problems, potentially to offer suggestions.