"Tha apple? Mmmm, that's why you smell so good, isn't it?" He nuzzled her hair a bit with her nose, chuckling as he breathed in her scent. She really did smell good, but it was more than just apple. It was because it was her.
"Wazza spice cake?" he asked. He never heard of it. Popping a piece of popcorn into his mouth, he shrugged his shoulders. "Ah do like chocolate an' ice cream. I also like a good steak and a salad with it. Potato too. Lots of butter an' sour cream on it. Thas like heaven to me."