[Resumes the proper pony riding position, meaning he's not half hanging over Sebastian's back anymore. Pastry first, he can listen to your bs later.
You can children by offering up your wallet because right now? He needs an adult. Especially one with a pocket full of sunshine coins. Have you ever been on the receiving end of puppy eyes? No? Well, now you have. Big ones, with constant looks back at the storefront and Sebastian's face. Whether they're genuine or not, well...Sebastian can be assured that he really, really wants what ever is being pulled out of that oven right now.]
Sebastian, it's been quite awhile since I've had any supper. [Nonchalant in a hint, hint way. Literally two whole hours since he's last eaten, this cannot be left to stand.]