“Very,” she said with a grin, raising an eyebrow at his attempt at small talk, before shrugging it off and returning to her pie, giving a soft moan as the peach flavor exploded over his tongue, sucking on her fork to get the thick syrup off of it, before blushing, clearing her throat. “Sorry, I like peaches,” she muttered.
“So, your turn to reveal a deep, dark secret,” she said, giving him a grin a she went back to sucking on the tines of her fork.