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your magic.”
    In seconds, Sadie had expertly cracked all twelve eggs with one hand without even breaking a sweat.
    Jenna examined her handiwork. “Amazing. Not a single eggshell. Chica , you’ve still got it.”
    Sadie smiled. “So what’s on the agenda for the weekend?”
    Kylie held up an email on her phone. “How about a hula-rious cupcake order? It’s for a surprise thirtieth birthday with a Hawaiian luau theme.”
    â€œOoh! I can pipe those pretty Hawaiian flowers,” Lexi said, grabbing the phone out of Kylie’s hand to read the details. “You know, white, pink, and yellow plumeria?”
    â€œI think we should use a decorating tip and make green grass icing,” Delaney suggested. “Like those grass skirts the hula girls wear?” She snatched Jenna’s fringed scarf from around her neck and tied it around her waist.
    â€œAloha-oy! Aloha-oy!” She sang and swayed around the kitchen, waving her arms in the air.
    â€œAloha-oy… dios mío !” Jenna quipped. “You look like you’re swatting mosquitoes!”
    â€œI believe it’s ‘aloha oe,’” Herbie pointed out, arriving just in time to add his two cents. “It means ‘farewell to thee’ or ‘hello’ or ‘love.’”
    Sadie chuckled. She had missed her friends acting silly and Herbie being a know-it-all. The way they acted made every cupcake club meeting more than just business—it was fun.
    â€œWhat if we sprinkled blue frosting with something that looked like sand?” she suggested. “Like crushed graham crackers.”
    â€œThat’s brilliant, Sadie!” Lexi exclaimed. “Why didn’t I think of that?”
    Jenna smacked her lips together. “The flavors could be very Hawaiian: pineapple, coconut, and passion fruit.”
    Kylie climbed up on a step stool and rummaged through the pantry shelves. “I know I saw some cans of crushed pineapple in here,” she said. “We used it for that pineapple upside-down cupcake order a few weeks ago.”
    â€œToss me down some shredded coconut while you’re at it,” Jenna said. “And some brown sugar and cream of coconut too. We can do a test batch on the pineapple coconut ones and pick up the rest of the ingredients tomorrow.”
    â€œHey, Lanie—luau’s over.” Lexi snapped her fingers. “I need help making the frosting and filling the piping bags.”
    â€œFine,” Delaney said, taking off her makeshift hula skirt and handing it back to Jenna. “But I still think it would be awesome to go to a luau.”
    â€œThen why don’t we?” Sadie suggested. “Why doesn’t PLC deliver these cupcakes wearing authentic Hawaiian costumes?”
    â€œMy mom could sew them,” Jenna volunteered. “ No problema. I’m thinking some really loud Hawaiian print tops, silk flower leis, and grass skirts.”
    â€œJust make a skirt long enough to cover Sadie’s cast,” Delaney reminded her. “It kinda clashes with the rest of the outfit.”
    Sadie rolled her eyes. Delaney was always concerned about looking stylish!
    â€œ No te preocupes ,” Jenna insisted. “Not to worry.”
    Herbie held up his hand in protest. “Oh no! I draw the line at wearing a coconut-shell bikini top.”
    â€œYou’re off the hook, Herbie,” Kylie assured him, trying not to crack up. “You can drive us to the country club where they’re having the party, but we’ll do the actual hula entrance and cupcake handoff.”
    â€œPhew!” Herbie mopped his brow with the back of his sleeve. “I’d be happy, however, to accompany you on the ukulele for your presentation.”
    Sadie rolled her eyes. “You play the ukulele? Seriously?”
    â€œI’ve been known to dabble,” Herbie answered.
    â€œSand…hula skirts…Hawaiian