"Cat...from that anime?" She questioned, but let it slide after a moment. Honestly, she was having a lot of fun, tugging along this strange hooded boy named Edward, showing him different places, though the food where they were going to eat was still a little ways off. She pointed out places like sweet shops and places where they made old fashioned vases, and a kimono store, a book store, and so many other places, her cheeks red with excitement, and her voice chipper as she spoke while describing what places she pointed out were.<br/><br/>She was surprised when suddenly Edward tugs on her hand, moments after he'd told her that he was indeed a student of True Cross, and the reason why he needed to know where the old boy's dorms were was because he was going to move in to them. Happy blinks in surprise, pouting a bit when she was pulled off course from where she was going, but the pout quickly disappeared when the scent of sweet baked goods reached her nose.<br/><br/>Allowing herself to be toted along, her eyes grow in size at the shop that came in to view. She'd passed by a couple of times, tempted to go in, but she didn't know what to say, as she knew the lady who owned the shop was German. However, Edward doesn't slow down, or hesitate in going inside, and the scents bombard her nose even more, making her drool slightly. She walks up to the counter with him, looking at the lady, who, though skinny, was rather tall too, like Edward.<br/><br/>The boy then speaks up, saying something in another language, making her tilt her head. She escapes his grasp, and bounds away, moving from one display counter to the next, looking at all the goods, the breads on the wooden racks, the rolls and sweet breads in baskets. Croissants and others were lining sheeted pants, cakes were shown proudly. There were cupcakes, cookies, little miniature pies. You name it, it was there.<br/><br/>The woman who had come forth smiled at his greeting. "Hallo. Mir geht es gut. Was kann ich fur Sie heute bekommen?" She too spoke weird, and Happy looked at her, tilting her head. Confused. What were they saying to each other? It made no sense...Oh well! She shrugs to herself, eye goggling a rather scrumptious looking pastry, the tip of her forefinger stuck in her mouth, wishing she had money right then to buy it and eat it.