I found some reading material for the lonely Skyrim inhabitant in my searches...Act VII, Scene II, Continued
Lifts-Her-Tail - My goodness, that's quite a loaf! But how ever shall it fit my oven?
Crantius Colto - This loaf isn't ready for baking, my sweet. It has yet to rise.
Lifts-Her-Tail - If only we could hurry that along. How would I accomplish such a task?
Crantius Colto - Oh, my foolish little Argonian maid, you must use your hands.
Lifts-Her-Tail - You wish me to knead the loaf? Here?
Crantius Colto - Of course.
Lifts-Her-Tail - But what if the mistress catches me? Your loaf was meant to satisfy her appetite.
Crantius Colto - Don't fret, my delicate flower. I'll satisfy the mistress's cravings later.
Lifts-Her-Tail - Very well, but I'm afraid my oven isn't hot enough. It could take hours!
Crantius Colto - Plenty of time, my sweet. Plenty of time.
End of Act VII, Scene II