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Cenira, however, greeted her colleague with her usual smile. Although the journey back was long, the elf felt almost no fatigue. Another perk of being a lich.
"Lav, don't be mad; they ran out of pastries, so I had to wait for a new batch to be made. But look what else I brought," the necromancer placed a small box on the table (let's assume there is one) and opened it, revealing a small cake with Lavala's name written on it in icing – a surprise! To celebrate our new meeting and our recent discovery. Besides, as far as I understand, we only have a couple of days left to work together. So let's make sure we remember this time fondly!
Despite her words, Cenira's actions were motivated not only by sentimentality but also by practicality. She, of course, performed her work properly. However, Lavala, being Lavala, could write anything in her report. And if she was bribed with a cake, the chances of a positive (or at least non-negative) review of the work done increased. At least, that's what Cenira thought.
(Figure out for yourself how much this will cost.)