"If I hadn't ever had to taste or smell Father's cooking in my life, I would've been in a similar state." The slightest hint of a posh and uppity southern accent slipped out as Delphine spoke about her parent. As she thought back, she swore she could actually smell the Glutz as she recalled it charging towards Kryner and quickly pushed the thought away. Now she could once again smell the sweet aroma of sugar as she rotated the little puff a bit. Soon enough she was satisfied with how much she had cooked it and plopped it down on the chocolate-covered graham cracker. Just as Kryner had done earlier, she offered him the first bite.<br/><br/>"Did something happen to make you hate horses and 'agricultural land beasts?'" She asked after listening to the small exchange. Del considered it could've even just been their upbringings that made their opinions so different.<br/><br/>When he pointed up to the mountain top, Delphine stared in awe. "Wow..." She breathed. The lights dancing above them were glorious, slowly shifting and mingling with one another. She'd seen them very faintly in Glendale, but in the complete darkness without street lights or even the moon, the view was spectacular. "I can't believe I've been missing this my whole life."