Agatha poked her head out of the smoke issuing from the tower's door. The tower was impressive for its size alone. Beside it was a work table, and to either side of the door was what looked like a metal ornamental reindeer. Both reindeer had seemed like statues, stock still, watching River's approach. Once Agatha came out, however, one of them turned to look at her.

"Hello," Agatha said to River. "Sorry about the noise, did it bother you? I was just making a cake." And sure enough along with the ash, soot, and motor oil all over her face and dress...was flower and brown sugar.