Lucio smiled warmly as he watched Ansel emerge from the cottage. The outfit he had on was well put together and attractive, and yet simultaneously extremely casual. He found himself admiring the professor's impeccable sense of style, and simply the way the outfit suited his delicious physique. He sighed happily himself as the man opened up the door and slid into the vehicle and then he turned to grip the wheel. "Ready, darling?" he murmured, though he didn't bother to wait for any sort of go ahead before he threw the car into reverse and initiated a careful three point turn. After they were facing the proper direction he set of down the drive, humming softly along with the tune of the<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.youtube.com%2Fwatch%3Fv%3DHzxiXV-TRqQ&amp;hash=01dc205e90d3c6a1dec056f8e04db5cf" href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HzxiXV-TRqQ" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">song</a>that played softly on the radio. As Ansel's hand came to rest on his slender thigh the boy relaxed, a smile plastered across his lips as he pulled onto the main road and sped along the familiar dips and curves.<br/><br/>He tore his gaze off of the road for a brief moment when Ansel spoke up, interrupting the peaceful quiet that had blossomed between them, tainted only by the sweet sound of his music. He thought for a moment about the question, having not exactly had much planned at the start of the shopping trip. His eyes lit up when a select few items came to mind, however. "Well first I'd like to get the ingredients for that apple pancake you made me when I was over on Sunday, that thing was simply divine and I'd love for you to teach me how to make it," he began, turning his gaze back out onto the empty road, watching as a charming lakeside down began to approach them from the horizon. "Then I'll pick up some fruit, not sure how much of it we'll get through this weekend but whatever we don't eat I'll just bring back to the college ... Oh! We are also going to need to grab some sort of white fish, if they have it on hand, along with potatoes and the ingredients for batter. I'll make you some proper fish and chips while we're up here!"<br/><br/>By the time he'd concluded his admittedly short list of items they'd absolutely need to grab they had arrived to the outskirts of the quaint town. "We can grab whatever else we please whilst we're there. Whatever we don't eat I can bring back or we can store there for another time," he commented as he pulled into a parking space on the street. He parked his vehicle out in front of a precious little cafe, above the door of which hung a sign that read Black Bears Brews. Lucio wasted no time in unfastening his seatbelt and slipping from the car, moving over to Ansel's side to accompany him and taking a delicate hold of his arm as he joined him outside. "They have delightful pastries here, and the mocha's are lovely if you're in the mood for chocolate," he murmured to his love, leaning into him quite happily as he led him through the door and into the cozy establishment.<br/><br/>It was near dead inside, the only soul mucking about aside from the staff an old woman who was huddle in a seat near a window, gazing out of it in a forlorn manner. There were cozy arm chairs scattered around the establishment, along with a few tables with what looked to be old refurbished lawn chairs settled around them. Nothing matched in the establishment, and yet it all seemed to fit with the character of the place. Lucio personally delighted in its odd nature, he found it to be quite cute, though he understood it might not adhere to everyone's tastes.