Everyone gathered around to listen to your orders, though it was a bit difficult for them to understand certain things. The apples you were naming weren't at all familiar to your crew. Fortunately, Pylia was able to infer what you were looking for, and mainly just got the tart green apples. Shortfang was able to take care of the wood skewers using his own fetching kit, simply shaving the wood he uses for his crossbow bolts into even thinner wood skewers. His deft hands allowed him to easily do this without making splinters or weak skewers. And finally Buddy had the idea of simply storing them in the Bag of Holding, since that would ensure they're safe and don't jostle. He also helped maintain the fire for the stove and pretty much went between you, Shortfang, and Pylia as needed.

Over the next hour or so the party would get into a pretty good rhythm and make a little over four hundred caramel apples, at Shortfang's suggestion. He wanted to make sure there was at least one for everyone. He even offered to use his own money to pay for the needed ingredients, since with some quick math he was able to deduce it would be around 50 GP total. After that was paid for, the four of you managed to get four hundred or so caramel apples made, with your simple caramel mixture sweet, sticky, and delicious with the tart green apples. Putting them into the bag of holding was somewhat strange since again, you didn't really [i]feel[/i] them in there, but they were safer there than in any box or bag. At some point the owner of the kitchen came back with his workers after their break was over, and fortunately by then the group was in the process of finishing and cleaning up.

"Mhmm, sumthin smells nice. Caramel an apples, now [i]dats[/i] a treat! Mixing two of me most favorite things ta eat. Surprise yer know wot ta hell caramel is, sugar ain't exactly peasant food. Were ya learn ta cook, lassie?"