Once the door opened, it was time to work—the first ding of the day.
"That'll be 25.50. Your change and receipt are in the bag pocket. Enjoy, ma'am." Harry handed over the sweet treats packaged perfectly to the woman and watched as she carefully placed the change into her coin purse and back into her bag before walking toward the door and leaving soon after.
As the woman was ordering, the door dinged, and Harry watched as she fluffed out her scarf, shivering a bit, still not used to the London cold. He watched as she settled in one of the chairs at the table in the nook near the window. She waved as she connected her eyes with him. Once the woman left, he let her settle before grabbing her a quick treat and pulling a chair near her, pushing the sweet toward her,
"Harry!"
He watched her giggle as she uncovered the plate. He watched as she cut it into two, sharing it with him and offering it over to him. Harry glanced down at the plate, gesturing to it before looking back at her. She smiled before picking up his piece, cupping her hand underneath, and offering it to his lips. He gladly ate it, assuring he caught her fingertips in his mouth before pulling back and chewing while smirking in her direction.
