"Done?!" Pearl lets out a scandalized squaek, hands balling up beside her. "But it's barely even evening! This paper's due Monday, and I still have two-thousand words left just to finish the initial draft! It's worth twenty-five percent of my total grade, and the professor holds me in incredibly high regard, I absolutely can't afford to disappoint--"

She prattles on and on as Garnet fusses around her, her rambling at last cut short by the fork pressing to her lips. She blinks down at it, and her uptight expression instantly melts into a wobbly, misty-eyed smile. "You got me my favorite?"