The offered hand was taken, her's significantly smaller and more delicate as she shook it. "No, problem. I always bake too much so your more then welcome to come pick it up. It's not like I have any one to cook for or anything." She moved to turn back into her trailer.
"If you'd like. It's sort of a mess in here. I didn't know I was gonna have company. Do you want coffee or anything? Afraid I just have some cookies and cake right now. Kind of sweet tooth." It was like she ran on sugar.