She smiled, blushing even more, as he complimented her name. The girl studied him as he sipped his coffee, and noticed that he'd temporarily forgotten about the cupcake, which disappointed her slightly; she wanted to know what he thought.<br/><br/>"Thank you..." she smiled, biting her lip. "Ilariy?" I repeat, trying to get the pronunciation right. "That's cool.. Where are you from?"<br/><br/>She saw him glance intimidatingly at a few customers but then turn back to her, his expression softening immediately, as he smiled.<br/><br/>"So vhy do ya' v'rk 'ere, m'ght I ask?" he questioned. He was squirming around, trying to find a comfortable position. He looked highly out of his element. Delilah giggled.<br/><br/>"You don't get out much, do you?" she says, resting her elbow on the table, and her chin in her hand, with an amused smile on her face. She shrugs. "Well, I'm saving up money for university.. And this place is only ten minutes walking from my house; the people are also nice, and I get paid extra to make sweets," Delilah explained in a murmur, loosely pointing to the red velvet cupcake with her other hand.