“Is pineapple jello a thing? I hope it’s a thing, because I feel a piña colada cake idea coming on and it would be perfect in this weather.” Oooh, or strawberry daquiri. Violet was typing notes into her phone as fast as she could. “If I spend all summer inventing poke cakes based on drinks with tiny umbrellas in them, I blame you. And will thank you in my speech for my resultant Nobel Prize.”