Erorn grinned deviously. "Artsy pancakes, huh? My mother was a pastry chef and she taught me a few things, well as much as you can teach a kid, but still I think I can deliver." He chuckled as he mixed up a thin pancake batter. He found a pastry bag and the smallest tip for it while the griddle pan was heating up. He filled the pastry bag with the batter before making several works ofpancake art. He made a pumpkin, a horse, and a few other designs before doing a portrait of James himself. "So, are these artsy enough?" he laughed as he showed him the pancakes.