In general, I quickly Googled and found this way to blow up. In short, life was a success, everything is in chocolate – and the table, and the Floor, and the curious cat, and I, of course. Then an oil painting. The cat licks his lips nervously, my husband rejoices at me, and my son tries to lick the table. Fun, of course, but expensive, the toad suffocates. Girls are pros, share your advice, pliz. Well, I was distracted, and on business we put the missed cakes in the refrigerator for a couple of hours.