At the mention of cake, Tintin’s eyes lit up. However, he forced himself to remain composed as any true gentleman would.
Joyeux anniversaire! I hope you had a marvellous day, mon amie. And er… if you are quite sure you cannot finish it all… then…
The boy coughed and loosened his collar slightly before lowering his voice so that the others could’t hear him.
I’m sure I could have a piece or two. Or three. Or four. I do believe the others are on a diet and um… I don’t want to tempt them! But thank you for offering! You must be very kind to be giving away presents on your special day.
Tintin took the cake with a smile before devouring it at a rather rapid pace. Perhaps despite his mature exterior, there’s still some childish spirit inside him.