Mable didn't say anything about Edwards comment about her being raised in a cave, even though it was very close to truth.  A cave, a secluded farm, there were only so many differences.  But that just meant that she got to learn about everything when she was old enough to really enjoy them!  If she had been raised with tarts, she might not think they're so great, but Edward telling her about them now made her feel excited to try them.

"The privy - ?  What!  No!"  The girl's face colored with embarrassment at his suggestion.  "Rude!  No, I was going to ask... well."

Ugh.  Perhaps Edward would refuse now that she'd yelled at him, and she wouldn't even blame him.  Still, she had to ask just to be certain.

"I feel very bad asking this of you, especially because it's your birthday, even though I'm not sure if it really is," she started after a moment, her voice calmer than before, "but I'd like to ask you if you would mind very much buying two tarts for me..?  I know again that it's your money and your treat, but I'd feel very bad if I returned later today with no tart for my brother.  I'd like for him to try one too.

"And before you answer!  If you agree to get me two tarts, I promise I'll get you a wonderful birthday gift.  Maybe not today, but sometime very soon, as a thank you!  Um, so..?"