"Wow Bao." He eyes Dresden's. "Chocolate filled. From the one on Jackson. ...I've got bbq pork and teriyaki chicken too, if you'd rather?"
He pops the rest of his coconut custard one in his mouth, gestures with the box. "Offer's going. My break's over."
Which means he's going too, in a minute.
And he'll have to let Marcone know the trade he made in his name, even if he never spoke it to the sylph. And probably have to ignore images of kites, innocent whistled renditions of 'Let's Go Fly A Kite', and the worst puns imaginable for the rest of the week. Because that's just what his life is like.
He & Ivy can be the wacky neighbours the next house over. Ivy the know-it-all kid. Literally.
He pops the rest of his coconut custard one in his mouth, gestures with the box. "Offer's going. My break's over."
Which means he's going too, in a minute.
And he'll have to let Marcone know the trade he made in his name, even if he never spoke it to the sylph. And probably have to ignore images of kites, innocent whistled renditions of 'Let's Go Fly A Kite', and the worst puns imaginable for the rest of the week. Because that's just what his life is like.