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"Why hello there! I'm afraid you just missed me! But oh, don't fret, I'll be back soon and return your message promptly. Bye bye now!"

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If you tell me what they are I can grab them for us...?

[She guided him over to the pantry, and unlocked it and gestured inside. If he walked into the small room, the walls were lined from top to bottom with shelves full of ingredients and some fruits and jams and everything else that didn't need to be refrigerated in the massive freezer next to the pantry.]

Right in here, at least, some of them. What do you think?

.... That's a lot of stuff.

It is a bakery, silly goose, I'm not just feeding seven dwarfs here. But everything is alphabetized, so you'll find it very easily. I keep my pantry as clean and as well stocked as I can.

You're not kidding....

[ He honestly looks pretty awed by it all. ]

I never kid about a well-stocked kitchen, not when you used to live with seven dwarfs!

I'm not... sure what a dwarf is, but I guess it's safe to assume your friends from home?

Oh yes, my first friends ever that weren't animals. They took me in and took care of me after I found out my stepmother was trying to kill me. There's seven of them, they're my little men. Doc, Dopey, Grumpy, Bashful, Sneezy, Sleepy, and Happy!

[ Since she was close enough to him, he reached back to ruffle her hair a little bit, with a softer expression on his face. ]

[When he was done, she lightly fixed her hair, smiling as she took his hand and gave it a gentle pat on the back.]

But you don't need to keep hearing about me, we have baked goods to make!

I mean... we can still talk about you while making baked goods... I don't really know much about you.

Well, what would you like to know? You can ask anything you like.

[ Squall starts slowly shifting through the ingredients, grabbing the ones he knows for certain they'd need for everything. ]

I'm not... really sure. I'm not the best at this "tell me about yourself" stuff. I don't even really talk about myself to others... I guess first question should be something easy like Favorite color?

... I dunno.

Red. [She smiled as she reached up to touch the top of her bow, careful not to touch her hair after washing her hands. She then moved to grab the ingredients he may not have thought to get and add them to the basket to be carried out of the pantry.]

I have three, red, blue, and yellow, but my absolute favorite color of all is red.

I guess that would explain why I mainly see you wearing them.

[ He gives a small nod as he follows her out of the pantry. ]

Mnn, and what's your favorite color?

[She put the ingredients out on the stainless steel countertops.]

I never really thought about it, but... I guess I kind of like blues. Like stormy blues and ocean blues... sky blues too.

You mean blues as pretty as your eyes? You and so many here have such beautiful eye colors, Sora, Ventus, Vanitas, and so many others.

Ah... my eyes?

[ he could understand what she meant about everyone else though. Their eyes, the blues and goldens were pretty striking indeed... ]

Well now, don't tell me no one has ever complimented your eyes!

Why, you have lovely eyes, Squall, even if you hide them by looking down all the time, or behind those bangs. [She giggled as she began to measure things.]

[ Uuugh... He just turns away so she can't look at his face anymore. He was feeling embarrassed now. ]

Somebody is blushing~ [She giggled.]

Now then, let's measure out for the batches.

[ His ears were red, but he tried to ignore the gentle teasing.]

Alright.... what do we start with... the dry stuff or wet stuff...?

We start with the dough before we start with the fillings. We won't know how much filling to make until we know how much dough we have.

Guess that makes sense.

[ He gives a small nod and and moves in closer. ]

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