[Reki's concern gets waved down with a soot-grey hoof.] Keep your knickers on, mate; even if looks can be deceiving, I don't really get the impression that they're going to lynch a newcomer.

[Mod seems entirely unimpressed at pastries. In fact, the way he just walks past the mouth-watering delicacies you have to wonder if he has a sense of smell.]

Boooring, custard pies are more my line. Next.