he was rising like french bread dough in the womb of his mum, while she awaited her little "Short Cake".  yes, it began before their time yet lay unsolved and with the door slammed on the case, all had fallen flat years ago, forgotten until they arrived in London and mixed with the losers of Cupcake Wars;  one brought up Crates in conversation, remarking how a little knowledge could have won the cupcake competition and he knew...