Nothing.
“The mixer doesn’t work.”
She rolled her eyes.
“Honestly, you should probably just buy another one. That thing is ancient.”
I stared at her.
“What happened?”
“It stopped halfway through making the frosting.”
“What do you mean, stopped?”
“It started making a horrible noise and then quit turning.”
“Did you switch it off when it started making the noise?”
She took another drink of coffee.
“I was in the middle of making frosting.”
“That wasn’t what I asked.”
“Well, I had eleven people sitting at my house waiting for
