<em>"Hello there... Isabelle, Or is it just Izzie?  Spoke to your friend earlier, and that's what she called you, but it seems a little personal to use that unless you're okay with it..."</em>Mr. Heidermann would say after finally approaching the counter. Isabelle kept a grip upon herself even when she was beyond over the moon by the man actually calling her by her given name. The part about speaking to a 'friend' of her earlier was heard but not really heard, going in on ear and right out of the other. A smile was upon her face as she waiting for him to go on with his order, even when he could just stand there all day. Isabelle wouldn't mind either way, for there stood the object of her affection for so very long yet even now she was barely even able to say a single word to him.<br/><br/><em>"So, uhm, do you have some kind of sandwiches you serve, or is it pretty much just sweets and the like? I mean, other than that wonderful-looking raisin bread?"</em>At the question Izzie would give a nod before remembering that she really should use her voice and finally speak before the man thought of her as nothing more than a mute.<em>"Yes we make sandwiches on request, do you know what you would like on yours? Did you want chips to go with as well...maybe a cupcake for dessert or a mini cake?"</em>Isabelle said rather quickly before she forgot it all. Eyes wouldn't look at the man but rather down at the counter and towards the glass cases, trying to keep herself focused at least for the time being.