Isabelle looked cute as she leaned into the offered hug. She went through the motions, protecting her near trademark gift for him. But it was the colour of her face that he found so endearing. Even though the contact was not as he had hoped, it was still a very nice way to greet and be greeted by her.<br/><br/><em>"Happy Valentine's Day, Sebastian. I see that you already have a bit of a crowd forming, make sure to send them for treats when you are done with them."</em><br/><br/>He laughed at her suggestion, and took the offered cake. He could tell she was nervous about seeing him, publicly at least. He held similar reserves, but he was at a stage in his life, his rebuilt life, that getting anxious over such petty matters was no longer something he did. He wanted to do what was right for them, what they felt comfortable with, and to hell with the naysayers.<br/><br/><em>"It turned out very well this year, don't you think..?"</em><br/><br/>Sebastian looked about, craning his neck a little to get a good look at the entirety of the park. There was a very good turn out, and he suspected that there were going to be lots of happy people by the end of the day.<br/><br/>"Yes, quite a good turn out. Though I do suspect that one tent in particular may be quite a driving force behind the popularity." Sebastian nodded to the bakery tent, where the Mayor had stopped by to indulge in a little sweetness. "Even the Mayor seems to favour the fruits of your labour.<br/><br/>"When you have your break from serving, would you like to eat with me? I really liked our lunch we had together, and I wouldn't mind repeating it again. With or without the extras that went along with it." He was certain that his own cheeks started to glow, as he felt the heat pooling in them. He mentioning of the lunch had brought back one image from the event. The time where Isabelle sat in his lap, kissing. That image featured heavily in his memory, and served the basis for a number of more naughty thoughts involving the young woman. he knew it was natural to have those thoughts, so he wasn't distressed about them.<br/><br/>"Well, I have to go back inside and help keep things going smoothly. It has been really good seeing you again, and I pray that it doesn't take another week before I see you next." He put his free hand on her arm, leaned down and left a soft, tender kiss on her cheek. "Happy Valentine's Day, Isabelle."<br/><br/>Sebastian walked backward a little slowly, before turning and heading back into Beer Hall. Sandra gave him  knowing look and a reassuring smile as he walked past her cleaning one of the tables. He briskly covered the distance to get behind the counter and help out Peter who was behind the counter alone. Without a word of explanation, Sebastian was back serving their customers and replaying a quaint little meeting over and over in his head.