DS- Lord Loss+toast is luff

The yellow spread around the white/brownish crispy square. I couldn't tell was the sparkles were. They were brown, of course, browner than the square but they glittered like diamonds. Drool began to drip from my mouth, for the scent, like licorice or cinammon drained into my nose like the Niagra Falls.

Steve: ....Darren?
Darren: *munching* Yeah?
Steve: Shouldn't you be working on the 8th Demonata book?
Darren: I am.
Steve: No, you're writing about your toast.
Darren: O_O;;