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[searchformysin.livejournal.com]

Well I don't know what this place is very well, but they do good cookies.

[He holds up one to the blackberry a smile on his face as he starts to nibble lightly at it, his face showing that he enjoyed it.]

These cookies are really good, maybe I should buy some more.

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[In Person]

[babynightshade.livejournal.com]

[Blinks and tilts her head while looking at a stand. Not being shooed away
was a good sign for her and her nose dives into a cake, making a huge mess in the process, purring, gurgling, smacking....and just plain messy.

That cake didn't stand a chance and icing is everywhere on black scales.]

[In Person]

[searchformysin.livejournal.com]

[In Person]

[babynightshade.livejournal.com]

[This was new. She looks from the cake which is completely demolished to the cookies that were placed next to her. Her lower jaw scoops them up and swallows them. Eyes widen from the sweetness of the combined icing and cookies making them taste very good.

Purring, she turns her head around to see if there were others to spot the boy staring at her.]

[In Person]

[searchformysin.livejournal.com]

[In Person]

[babynightshade.livejournal.com]

[Large eyes look at the movements of the other and nearly flinches at first but soon realizes that there's no metal in the bag. Food! And lots of sweets which the dragon looks at it with curiosity.

She watches as the boy puts the items on the table. So colorful!! And they smelled so good. She nuzzles one toward Oz, making sure he got some too. Somehow this stuff wouldn't be good upchucked.

She took one of the pastries and swallowed it down. Chewing wasn't really part of how a dragon eats. Her teeth weren't made for that.]

[In Person]

[searchformysin.livejournal.com]

Thank you...Uh... I don't know what I call you.

[In Person]

[babynightshade.livejournal.com]

[Licking the frosting off her nose from the pastry, she blinks and tilts her head. Dragon vocabulary isn't in the same vocal range as a human and most of her speech is, well...grumbles, growls, chirps, purrs, snorts and grunts. She nods her head slowly, indicating with a little shrug to her shoulders that it really didn't matter.

Dragons didn't name things the same way people did. She gingerly picks up another pastry, smashing it with her nose by accident. Eclairs were much harder to handle since the filling would often ooze out...which is exactly the case here.]