It certainly was, because it was way too much on the sweet and creamy side to have any business being amongst the savoury section. She sort of stood there for a moment, opening and closing her mouth, unsure whether to feel offended at herself or enjoy it.
"It is not so funs when you are be hittings yourself," the flummoxed redhead spoke, once she could actually speak without blowing cream like a mutant dolphin on legs. Her nose tickled and, for a moment the girl looked as if she would actually sneeze, but had the presence of mind to slap a hand in front of her mouth, holding the miniature atomic explosion in.
It sounded not too dissimilar from an aggressive kitten throwing a hissy-fit.
"Oh... Oh... Yes," the dazed redhead spoke and tried to grab ahold of what he'd used as an edible napkin. "I come to America and everything is lights and sneezings..."