Charlie wrinkled his nose in thought. "The bottom bit. Stop it from collapsing for the minute and then people will be able to choose which bits they want."
They cut the cake with the flash of people's cameras almost blinding them and Charlie coughed slightly from the smoke. Molly bustled over and satrted to organise the cutting of the rest of the cake. The band struck up a slightly jaunty tune and some brave couples started to drift onto the dance floor.