Upon a high Isabelle now was, all from actually seeing Sebastian, speaking with the man for ever so very briefly. A smile was upon her lips while thinking about when her next break would be, thinking about actually spending a bit of time with the one person who time was desired with this day. Perhaps Izzie had bought a bit into the holiday, having actually gotten the man a gift, especially when she didn't even know what they truly were. In all honesty, they could have been friend who had kissed and nothing more could be coming from that which had happened over a week ago now. The more that Isabelle thought about it, the more that she realized that she didn't want to be friends, couldn't actually be friends with Sebastian. No she wanted to be within the man's life as she wanted him to be within her own. Cupid had attacked her when she had least expected for it to happen, the funny thing was that Izzie hadn't realized it for herself yet.<br/><br/>Lost within her own little world Isabelle was as she walked back over to the tent for the Bakery, moving back behind a table. Approached by Mayor Roth she was right off the back, no real time had to do anything other than to quickly think about topics that could be brought up for a bit of conversation. A smile was gifted in her direction and being the person that Izzie is she had no problem returning it in earnest. A bit of a wave was given before the other woman began to speak.<em>"Isabelle! How're you doing? I know I've been bad this week and haven't come in for my usuals. I hope you can forgive me!"</em><br/><br/>The Mayor was a nice woman, not a person that Isabelle truly knew but one who an effort was made to be nice too whenever she was seen.<em>I am doing alright Ma'am, it's not a problem as you know this time of year is busy for us. I wouldn't have been around anyways so there is nothing that needs to be forgiven. I see that you are enjoying a treat already, What flavor did you luck into?</em>, was said quietly before looking over the woman silently for a moment. Izzie always wondered why no one in the town really got married more often than they did, sure there was a couple each year but it had been almost a year since a wedding cake had been made. Isabelle was beyond ready to lose herself while making another one, placing all of her hopes and dreaming into a cake that wasn't even meant for her.<em>"You should go see what Seba...Mr. Rhys-Hamilton is offering for the masses today.."</em>, was spoken as an after thought, trying to think about something else other than what the holiday was suddenly forcing her to think about everything related to that said holiday.