"Maybe she doesn't." His shrug was a close mirror of hers. "Not everyone likes red velvet, you know." He popped what remained of the dwindling cupcake into his mouth, graciously keeping his mouth closed in spite of his suddenly puffed out cheeks. The cupcake thus dispatched, he flicked his tongue out over his lips, finishing off what icing clung to his smiling mouth. "She seems more like chocolate, I think. Maybe dark chocolate. Rich and bitter." He laughed at his own joke, pushing off the counter, beginning the search for a trash bin. "Not that that's a bad thing, I guess."