[The gift L will find on his doorstep is an immaculately-wrapped item; the scent of it instantly vibrant and enticing if he were to lift it. It's an ornate plate, gold-rimmed, containing a small pile of rich, chocolate brownies topped with meticulously-sliced strawberries: nearly razor-thin. The cream might melt if he takes too long to open it; though the attached note clearly states:]
Modranicht gift
[Perishable; open asap. I won't let you down.]