"Ah, I do not want you to get in trouble - but thank you for telling me of Nadal. Thank your mother again for me, for the cake."
He stood up, and collected the paper flowers, tucking them into his pockets. He'd needed examples to work from if he was going to try and duplicate the process.
"Adieu, Stephane." Hans smiled, and started heading for the door, pausing to give a polite bow to the boy's mother before heading out.