"Yeah! It's adorable! All the little mismatched teacups, the furniture, the store front! It's why I came in." Because even if she didn't remember this place, she still thought it was amazing. Kinda magical. Goths can appreciate cute things, too!

She can't contain the pure ray of sunshine that beams directly at his face when he says her snack is free! Free is amazing. Especially when it's freely given instead of stolen. He gets her with that this time and she knows he's not a total pushover. He's clever. Not someone to take advantage of.

"In that case, I better stop by tomorrow and clean you out of tarts." It's only fair.

Another thought floats by, a memory? Being in a bakery and not being allowed to have any-- "I'm allergic to peanut butter!" She just kind of blurts it out. "Did you know that? ...Oh my god, I know that."