Abilene nodded and followed Andrew, marveling at just how tall he was (and handsome, but she tried to ignore those thoughts). The inside of the bakery smelled wonderful and Abilene was brought back for a moment to her childhood, running about her parents' bakery, helping them serve customers, and baking treats with them just for her and her siblings to eat. A smile grew on her face and she opened her eyes again from when they'd closed at the wave of memory. Andrew's bakery was spotless and Abilene was impressed- with all those baking ingredients, mud out on the streets of Whitby that people undoubtedly tracked in, and the dust that gathered in every building in this town, it must be hard to keep a place so neat. "It's lovely," she said, the compliment truthful, and looked around a bit more but didn't move, just examining the space with her eyes.