"Baby shower, autumn and apples." Alasdair asked with a light frown. His simple buttoned down shirt had the sleeves rolled up as he looked at the woman with a slight frown. "Positive it isn't a harvest party?"

With a shrug, the man began to prepare a pastry for the clients. The perks of magic as it's known, he thought as he grabbed two apples and quickly cored them, also removed the waxy skin. He dipped them in lemon juice to stop them from turning brown. He prepared a basin with spices; cinnamon, cardamon, allspice, clove, nutmeg and light brown sugar all in one space. He rolled the apples in it, coating every part of the apple. He then moves and rolled some fresh pie dough and placed the apples in each one.

Dropping the apple in the center, he filled the inner cavity with caramel squares and closed the pie crush over the apple, turning it into domes and brushing them with eggwash. He then passed his hands over the two domes, the two began to cook rapidly in seconds turning perfect and golden. He brushed some turbinado sugar on then and placed them onto two identical plates. He then snapped his fingers, chilled bread came out of the fridge, as a vareity of freshly prepared spreads and cheeses all came to the prep table. 

Alan expertly prepared some checkerboard cheese sandwiches, sun dried tomatoes and basil, traditional cucumber sandwiches,  cucumber salmon, goat cheese and waknut, ham brie with apples, and prosciutto mini paninis with asparagus. He arranged everything together elegantly on their platter. He also got some ginger spiced scones with clotted cream and some jams. 

He praced everything on the trolley and sighed looking at the arrangement. The youthful wizard shook his head lightly. "Good thing I kept tabs, you forgot to tell me tea party." He told Willa when a book began to shake lightly. "A squirmish at the barrier, something fun."