Ally mocked pushing up her nonexistent glasses and took on the air of a college professor. "The correct term here would be endorphin." She grinned at him. The golden bells caught the light from the small shop and twinkled merrily. "Though I strongly suspect that what you're getting is the amount of chocolate and sugar dusts in the air. Through no fault of manipulation on my part of course." So saying, the butterflies took to the sky again, as though to prove her wrong.<br/><br/>She giggled as one landed on her nose. "I can honestly say that I've done nothing to the coffee though." She stuck her tongue out at Rex. "Eva wouldn't let me touch the machine again after last time..."