At this rate I should manage self-control within... oh, the next decade? [Lisa shrugs, still grinning.] I kid, I kid. I'll be okay. As okay as I ever get, anyway.

[She peers into her tote bag briefly, making sure her phone didn't end up in a carton of eggs or something. Which reminds her-]

On that note, I should probably get to baking soon, or I really will be stressing. I promised a certain person a birthday present - well, aside from just now - and I'm running out of time to make it.