Today was cake day. At least in Al's words. Personally Logan didn't care what kind of cake they got for their wedding. As long as it was gluten free and Alex liked it, he was fine with it. Of course it was hard not to say something with a 30 year old woman bouncing excitedly in front of him.

"We're going to eat cake," she gushed happily. Logan sighed. It was a good thing he was crazy about her.

"I don't know how you stay so slim with all the sweets we have," he said. The two of them were in a bakery to get their final choice for a cake. Logan had been to places with Linds and his mom while Alex was filming but they hadn't agreed on anything. So here they were, the twelfth bakery in six months. Where was a beer when you needed one?

She had stopped distracting him with her bouncing, thank God, and was browsing the selection in the cases. "I do work out Logan. Besides what about after you finished Indignation? You weren't in shape."

Logan smirked back at his dazzling beauty. "I was fappy," he replied with a cocky smirk. Alex looked over at him, her eyes even more piercing because of the mascara and eye liner.

"I'll be sure to let Channing know you approve of his new method." Logan's face scrunched up in confusion. They didn't know Channing Tatum.

"Uh babe how are you going to do that?"

Alex mimicked her fiance's famous eyebrow arch and replied, "Matt Bomer of course." Logan felt like face palming. Of course! Her former co-star knew the other actor thanks to Magic Mike. Never doubt the powers of a bubbly brunette. That was the lesson for the day.

Their banter was interrupted by the arrival of a woman who worked at the bakery. "Hello miss what can I do for you and this handsome young man here?" She was an older woman, likely in her 40s, with short platinum blonde hair and a sweet disposition.

Alex stood up from the crouched position she was in before. "Oh hi. We're actually here for a cake testing." The woman nodded.

"Are you here for the Lerman-Daddario wedding?" The couple nodded. "Oh perfect. Well my name is Denise," she said reaching over and shaking Alex's hand. 

"Alex," the brunette said. "And this goof is my fiance Logan," she finished looping her arm through his.

Denise smiled at the two of them. "Oh you are a beautiful couple. Now why don't you come over here to the consultation room. I'll inform Minnie you are here." Without a second thought Logan grabbed his fiancee's hand and followed behind Denise.

As they were making their way to the consultation room, a young woman around Logan's age maybe a year or two younger, walked out from another room. "Hey Denise can you-," she started to say carrying a layer cake but stopped once she saw Logan. The pan fell out of her hands as she screamed, "Oh my God you're Logan Lerman!" 

Logan smiled awkwardly at the excited baker. "Ella what's wrong? What's going on," Denise asked, not understanding why her coworker was spazzing out in front of her.

"Denise this is Logan Lerman. His newest movie just came out last month," she tried to explain to the older woman while gesturing to one half of the couple. Then she spotted Alex. "Alexandra Daddario! Oh my...Wait," she said looking between the two. And then noticed their clasped hands. "You're together," she squealed (wtf!) happily.

Like the sweetheart she was Alex smiled over at the obvious fan. "Ella clean this up. And get Minnie for me," Denise said snapping Ella out of her fangirling. Ella smiled sheepishly at the older woman and shuffled away to find a broom. She turned back to Logan and Alex. "I'm sorry for that. Please," she said pointing to the consultation room.

Sitting down into the room already set up for their appointment, Alex replied, "Oh no it's okay. That happens. We'd be happy to talk with her after the tasting if that's alright."

Denise smiled at the nice girl in front of her. "Oh that would make her day I'm sure. Never knew I was in the presence of famous people," she said with a little laugh.

Her relaxed nature put the couple at ease. "We're not that famous really. All we do is make movies," Logan said nonchalantly. Denise laughed at the young man.

"Oh I'm sure. Minnie will be here in a few minutes. It was nice meeting you."

"You too as well," Logan replied. Alex nodded. Denise walked out to probably help Ella with the broken layer cake on the floor.

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"Okay here we have a nice lemon cake with cream cheese frosting, a lemon curd topping, and a little surprise on the inside," the cake consultant Minnie, a brunette a few years older than Alex, said bringing over a beautiful cake to the table. She cut into it and gave each of them a piece of the cake.

When they picked up their forks to dig in they saw what Minnie was talking about. "It has berries in the middle," Alex said in shock. There were strawberries and blueberries that had been stuffed between the two layers and it looked delicious. Alex took a bite. "Mmm that's really good, I like the burst of flavor from the berries."

Logan followed suit and took a small forkful and put it in his mouth. It was so sweet yet tangy. "This is so good," he said as he went for another piece. 

Minnie had another cake she brought forward. "Now this is a classic marble cake with buttercream frosting." She set out the pieces for Logan and Alex to taste. It seemed though that Logan was still a little preoccupied by the previous cake.

"Uh babe you okay there," Alex asked looking over at Logan. He was taking measured and small bites of the slice he had on his plate.

"Huh," he said seeing Alex and Minnie looking at him. "I'll get back to you guys. I want to take my time with this cake," he finished looking down at the slice of cake.

Alex blinked completely confused. "Uh...okay." She and Minnie focused back on the current cake option.

There was a piece of lemon cake with some berries sticking out of the middle. There was a nice cream cheese frosting and a lemony topping. A third of it was gone already. Sitting next to the cake was a cake speckled fork atop a white saucer. Underneath the plate was a white tablecloth on a cherry wood table.