"I guess," Lenny said. He pushed a chair over to the counter and climbed into it, so he could reach another cabinet. "This is where you keep the marshmallows," he told her as he opened the door and peered inside.
"But this isn't where I'm supposed to be so I guess maybe you don't have any." He jumped down off the chair and pushed it back to the table. He sat in it, looking dejected.
"Hot cocoa just isn't the same without marshmallows."