The walk had gone by far too quickly and now Quin was left wondering what he was going to do with himself for the rest of the afternoon. Dishes probably. And wonder if he'd made a terrible impression on Miss Potts yet again. Perhaps her entire family this time.

"You're very welcome, don't forget these," He handed the basket off quickly before he forgot. "Please express my sincere apologies to your family." The fact that he'd basically kidnapped her was not something he would quickly forget, but he hoped he could be forgiven for. "Let me know what you think of the truffles." He passed her a smile as he leaned on the fence gently. "I look forward to your review." There hopefully that would do the trick. 

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Having recieved enough baskets of treats with Mr. Honeyduke's letters and having discussed it with him, Dahlia knew it would be futile to attempt to turn down the baskets whether she ought to to be polite or not. She wouldn't win that arguement. So instead she accepted it with a gracious murmured thank you.

"I will." She promised, wondering just what her family would end up thinking of all this. Poor Amyarillis was probably worried sick. Dahlia ought to go in and start the process of making sure everyone knew she was okay, but she found herself lingering not wanting her unexpected time with Mr. Honeyduke to end.

"I will." She repeated with a smile, but then couldn't resist adding, "I won't turn blue will I?" Her grin broaded at this and half a laugh lilted into the words.

  

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Pretties by Bee <3

"Not blue..." Quin trailed off, letting the moment linger as long as she would like. They were just plain truffles after all, exactly like her favorites, just in different flavors. He hadn't put any magical treats in the basket. Quin knew they could be an acquired taste and he wasn't sure if the Potts family would appreciate that right about now, especially given that he'd essentially kidnaped Miss Dahlia today.

Knowing he couldn't exactly monopolize her attention any further, Quin straightened up and took a step back. "If you turn blue, sweets for a year." He guaranteed her. "Enjoy the rest of your goose-free afternoon, Miss Potts." Hopefully it would be far more relaxing now and perhaps he could look forward to a letter from her later, if he was feeling optimistic.

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