Still aghast, Quin frowned slightly. The mention of Miss Dippet however, was almost as baffling. The pair were friends? Quin found that an unlikely match, but then again he was not one to talk. "Lucky for you Miss Dippet and I are acquainted." Motioning for him to follow her, Quin moved further into the shop, knowing exactly what Miss Dippet cared for in regards to his merchandise.

He hadn't even thought twice about helping her, though she was clearly here just to vex him (maybe not, but she was doing a bang-up job!) he never even hesitated to do his job. If Quin remembered right, Miss Dippet had enjoyed the bonbons they'd made at the in-home class he'd done for friends of hers, so he suspected they would go over well a second time.

At the glass case near the till, Quin moved behind the counter. "Will you be seeing her soon? These won't keep for too long," He hesitated, knowing a couple of other options he could snag if that was not the case.