Kate nods her head. She might have gotten a little carried away with the talk of society watching a guillotine cut a gory cake up. "Then I'll throw you one. You tell me who you want to be there and I'll send them an invitation."

Maybe she won't actually be able to get a real guillotine and if if she could, there's the issue of cleaning one. However, she knows a fair amount of people in New York. Perhaps she can have a miniature one commissioned for Malcolm. If it doubled as a bagel slicer all the better then. It would make the perfect birthday gift. "I won't invite anyone else, I promise." She means it.