I wear a crust but am not bread, I’m cool and sweet instead. My center’s smooth like velvet cream, At parties I’m a dessert dream.

Great with soda, hated by camels. Can also be used to settle a dispute.

A staple of the bakery. This type of party has the word cocktail in front of it.

I start with a wire but now travel through space. I deliver swift words to any far place. My first half tells weight, or a message of old. My second half sends a sharp, written fold.

Light, polish, crafts, and balm, Solid and subtle scent in your palm.