Delicately, delicately. I had to smuggle off my mother's chocolate (her birthday present), put it into my room, and turn on the air conditioner so it doesn't melt. It was done delicately, because my mother was in the living room as I slunk by. I now am in possession of the birthday cake, which I must smuggle into my room. Unfortunately, mother is currently standing in the hall. *waits*

ETA: Aha. It is done.