L was busy trying to break his own record of 24 strawberry shortcakes eaten in under 30 minutes, Light was looking up Yotsuba profiles on the computer, and Matsuda was being, well, Matsuda. The day was starting out like any other when L's cell rang the Death Note ending song.

"Hmm...yes? L speaking." he answered with cake-puffed cheeks. He wasn't really in the mood for talking, the cake was trying to fight him back at the moment.

"Yes L, this is the curator of Wammy House. I was wondering if you would take care of some candidates for surpassing you. It would do them good to have some real background experience in detective work."

"By 'candidates' do you mean Near, Matt, and Mello? I'm going to give that a 95% chance of that being true and tell you...NO. Good day." L folds up his cell and goes back to attacking the cake. He knows better than to ask me to take care of those...THINGS. The cell rings once again, but this time L ignores it.

"Aren't you going to answer that? The cake's not that important." Light says still staring at the computer screen. "You really need to change your ringtone...it sounds like something from an anime."

Just then Matsuda walks into the lobby area. "Hey L your cell's ringing. Don't worry I got it!" Matsuda grabs up L's phone before he could object and answers it. "Heyo, Matsuda speaking. Curator of Wammy House...hmm...taking care of kids...background experience. Oh sure, no one here minds kids all that much, we'll be happy to take them for awhile. They're coming tomorrow? Great...okay, bye. Hey L guess wha- why are you looking at me like that?"

L had one strawberry poised on the end of his fork, frozen in mid-air almost near his mouth. "Matsuda you just signed us on as babysitters during the Kira investigation. You are truly an idiot."