Eric felt a small shiver go down his spine. It was getting colder. He smiled, something he loved deeply was snow. He looked at the sky quickly hoping it would start snowing soon. He really loved nothing more than to be out in a snowstorm. Even though it meant he'd have to park the bike and take out his sports car. Still at least he'd have snow and be able to go snowboarding. He wondered if she liked to ski or snowboard. He was starting to daydream of seeing this cute girl on a snowboard as they raced down the toughest slopes.<br/><br/>He felt her hand drop from his sleeve and impulsively without even knowing why he sought it out and gently took her hand into his. Holding it gently as they kept going. He gave her a light smile at her blush, genuinely intrigued by this beautiful woman by his side. "I'm certain they have a good hot cocoa, I've only had their Mochaccino myself, but those are soooo good," he said with a bright smile. He didn't care if she liked coffee or not, it was a personal choice after all. He happened to love the stuff.<br/><br/>"Oh man I love donuts! and those crispy critters whatever they're called. Twisted pastries with glazing oh soo good, you're like a goddess seriously, tempting me with such amazing food." he said laughingly. Gently teasing. "Don't worry about earlier. Doesn't matter, you don't owe me anything. If you want to bake for me I'll totally devour every bite!"<br/><br/>They reached the rather artsy looking shop. A small building with brightly painted windows displaying scenes of a fantasy natures with fairies and creatures all battling a dark and deadly looking monster army. As he pushed the door open an artsy weird music drifted out with the chatter of patrons sitting on black chairs around wooden tables. He held the door open for her. Reluctantly letting go of her hand.