"Cut the cake!" Joey announced. Everyone seemed confused. But Joey just smiled. "How can we have a birthday party without cake?" He whispered instructions to Monique to bring around a few items he had conjured with the ring, and then turned his attention back to the audience. "Cakes have always been delicious, but over time, people have perfected the art of decorating them."
Monique returned with a metal table on wheels that came up slightly above waist height. On this table was a large knife, that someone might use to cut a particularly large cake like at a wedding.
Joey continued. "I'm sure some of us has seen design shows where they make extravagant cakes. In fact, the current trend is to make cakes that look like every day items. If you look around, you might notice that Brad doesn't have a cake ready." Joey quickly used the ring to vanish the cake and erase all memories of it.
The audience looked around. Sure enough, Joey was right. There was no cake. "This is because the cake was disguised as various objects. Some of you might have found the objects and picked them up without realized."
Joey turned to Monique. "Now, to be fair, I'm going to let you pick something in this room since I already know where all the cakes are hidden."
"You want me to just pick zomething?" She asked.
"That is correct. Bring me anything."
Monique wondered around the room, and brought a red solo cup.
Placing it on the table, Joey looked at the audience. "Real or cake?" There were shouts of real. Joey made a quick change with the ring and then cut the cut, reveals that it was cake. "It is in fact, a strawberry short cake." He said gesturing to the former red solo cup. "Now, Monique, please choose something that someone is holding."
While Monique went out to pick her next object, Joey transfered the cake to a plate and handed it to a cute red-head sitting in a chair near the stage, dressed as a mermaid. He winked at her and she smiled. Joey imagined that she probably had difficulty moving around the party but her seashell bra framed her generous chest beautifully.
Monique returned with a small crystal ball that had been brought by a girl dressed as a gypsy. Once it was placed on the table, Joey turned to the audience. "Real or cake?"
The gypsy called out. "I brought that from home."
Joey took the knife and easily cut through the now decorative cake. "Well, it looks like a nice lemon cake to me."
There were applause, and Joey allowed the gypsy to reclaim her prop that was now desert.
"Well, we have tested two of the things Monique brought up here, but we never tried the first."
Monique seemed confused. "Oui, we did." She pointed at the mermaid eating her cake. "The cup was first."
Joey smiled. "No, the first thing you brought up here was yourself. The second was the table, but I assure you that isn't cake."
Monique crossed her arms. "I assure you, neither am I."
A boy called from the audience. "I think you're a snack." There were laughs.
Ignoring him, Joey continued. "If you are so sure, then prove it." Joey patted the table.
Monique hesitated for a moment.
"See," Joey continued. "This is where decorating shows have gotten us. Not even Monique is certain she isn't cake anymore."
There was more laughter, but Monique hopped up on the table and laid across it. Joey stood behind the table with a beautiful French maid sprawled out on it. He gently repossessioned her hands to be resting on her stomach just above her waist. Holding up the knife, he asked the audience the question. "Real or cake?"
This time the crowd shouted confidently "cake!"
Joey aligned his knife at her waist. Monique suddenly stiffened as the knife effortlessly passed through her. Joey unlocked the clasps keeping the table together, and slide the two halves apart. With legs on one side and the torso on the other, he angled the tables so everyone could see inside. This revealed that the French maid, who had attended the party dressed as a sexy French maid, was in fact a cake.
The crowd cheered. "This of course is Brad's favorite flavor, chocolate with chocolate chips. Now, everyone have some cake."
As the birthday boy, Brad came up first and he looked at Monique's face, frozen with a coy smile on it. The face looked so real, he had to poke her nose, only for some of the icing to come away on his finger, leaving a small depression in the cake's face.
The whole party lined up to get a slice of cake. The were arranged in two lines, one for the upper body and one for the lower. They were making quick work of the cake, probably because Brad had invited so many people.
While they did that, Joey prepared for his next illusion.