[Not quite a punch, but she does form a fist that she presses against his cheek to give a playful push in retaliation for the tease.]

I said not to laugh. [Because teasing counts as part of the laughing territory. Her arms flail a bit in awkward annoyance (because she doesn't bake, not for anyone, though for good reason) before she crosses them.] Look, I've been taking a few classes. It's really the only thing I've gotten to practice so I'm not some Iron Chef or anything, but this is the first batch that didn't burn or practically blow up in the oven, so ...

[She huffs a loud sigh.] You're always cooking for me, so I just thought I'd give it a shot.