Andrew was somewhat downcast at her rejection...but he understood that perhaps he had been a bit too forward with his questioning.  "Okay Hannah.  Well, thank you for the candies...I hope I see you around again."  He smiled sadly and left the store and caught the bus back to his flat.  He walked into his flat and sat down his briefcase, and began to take off his suit.  He placed the candies on his counter and within a few moments he was changed from his work attire into his pajamas.  His flat was a nice two bedroom in Soho.  His living room had a flatscreen TV, with several games consoles hooked to it.  Along with a recliner chair, leather sofa, and glass-topped coffee table.  to the side was his kitchen and dining room, and to the back was his bathroom and bedroom.  He opened the candy box and had a few of these light, airy caramel clouds and thought to himself "I seriously hope I didn't just screw this up"