<em>"These are yours? Thought of just this morning? You, my dear, are a talented baker, indeed a natural. Many people here must be grateful that you decided to remain here, myself included. Also, forgive me, my name is Sebastian."</em>Another smile came to her lips for she already knew who the man was, and knew his name, she made it a point to know everyone's name even if they might not know her own.<em>"I know who you are. Mr. Rhys-Hamilton, you own the bar down on the docks.."</em>He had continued to listen to her go on and on before giving a bit of a laugh.<em>"Well, my forebears know all to well about limes, since our naval men are still called 'limeys' because of the eating of them in the days of wooden ships. Yes, lemon and lime mix well in a lot of different recipes, as well as with other citrus fruits, particularly in drinks. But I shall give that a miss today, though I have added it to a long list of future purchases. What I have decided to get is a loaf of the cinnamon raisin bread. One of the little treats I allow myself for morning or afternoon tea at work."</em><br/><br/>His words had truly made her smile, it was now known that she had to go and visit him sometime without Cassie, for it might be more enjoyable to go for for a simple bit of food rather than get drunk.<em>"You should try it with Earl Grey, it's quite good...drunk the crust just a little bit.</em>, she said before turning around and heading back into the kitchen to get Sebastian a truly fresh right out of the oven loaf. His other words had been held but she held off on replying just yet. In a few minutes she returned with it already wrapped, along with another package as well.<em>"I grabbed you a loaf of plain whole wheat as well, no extra charge.."</em><br/><br/>Another smile was gifted to the man, it couldn't be helped for Isabelle felt quite at ease in his presence.<em>"Did you apprentice to the local baker? I'm certain that anyone who taught you would have gone to great lengths to keep you in their employ, given just this small sample of your work."</em>The loafs of bread were set down on the counter before looking up at the man, noticing just how blue his eyes truly were.<em>"I suppose I was destine to work here, my mother was a long time customer and while she was pregnant with me, she was always in this shop at least three times a week. I'm surprised that I wasn't born in here. So I was always in here as a child and as a teenager, always bothering poor Mr. Thomas with my questions. I decided to take a shot and apply to school and I got in, got my degree in baking and pastry then went on to Le Cordon Bleu to see what else I could learn before coming back here..."</em>She suddenly looked down feeling a bit out of sorts, never one to talk about herself to such a degree.<em>"I'm sorry.. I was rambling. I'm sure that you have better things to do than to stand here listening to me all day.."</em>, Isabelle whispered, realizing she did indeed want to be in the company of this man again some day.