A fairy was lacing itself into a sugar dress when he heard the hum of Lense. The smile that spread across his face could cover many cakes. He quickly slipped out of the dress and hung it in the dark so no one's eyes would tell their mouths. "Greetings my love, how are you this day" he said, while extending a bent arm (90 degree arm). Lense smiled as well and wrapped her arm about his. "How's your afternoon Thomas"? Thomas was munching on a scone at this point, as he had been so immersed in dress making he had forgotten to eat. "I am so well, I have constantly thinking about attending the honey making contest later." "Haha yes I'm mega excited for it. I made one this year with lavender and rosemary, then asked some cocoa beans for extract that will swirl in tenderly" Lense singsonged into his ear, bursting with happiness, not much made her more happy than cooking, Lense really wanted to find that something so he could excite her as much himself.
"Shall we head out early to see if they're doing any entertainment before it all goes down", suggested Thomas. "Only if we can stop off for some sorbet, and they have to have cherry or we're going to the forest and the ice box to make our own." "I'll be leaving you if it comes to that". They flew out, holding hands out the door, Lense's wing flapping in pace beneath Thomas's.
