Chapter 3

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Tina led Newt to something that she thinks he will enjoy, "Tina, pardon me for asking but where are we going?" Newt said slightly confused as Tina led him round a corner "You'll see.." She said a secretive smile on her face.

Finally they arrived, Newt gasped, they were at Jacobs new bakery! "Wow..." Newt said taking it all in, "he did it, he really did it!" Tina smiled, "let's go inside," Newt followed Tina into his friends bakery where he was greeted by little Niffler, Erumpet, and Occamy pastries.

"Are these-?" he said amazed at the creature shaped pastries. "Yes, they were one of the reasons Queenie thought he would remember someday." Tina said, grabbing some Niffler and Occamy pastries and heading over to the register.

Newt followed her and was not surprised to see Jacob getting along with everyone, people seemed to like him.

"Morning Miss Goldstein, who's the guy with you?" Jacob said with a bright smile on his face. Tina blushed, "Morning Mr Kowalski, this is my good friend from England Newt Scamander." Tina said gesturing to Newt who waved shyly and awkwardly.

Jacob stared at Newt with curiosity and touched the back of his neck where the Murtlap bit him. Newt and Tina held their breath in expectation and hope.

"I'm sorry, but do I know you from somewhere?" He said staring at Newts face with curiosity, Newt and Tina leant in with expectation.

"Weren't you on that radio show last week?"

Jacob said, Tina and Newt let out a breath of dismay. "No no, I wasn't," Newt said with disappointment in his voice. After Tina paid for their food they sulk-walked out of the bakery and headed to Central Park.

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"I'm really sorry Newt," Tina said sadly as they sat on a bench overlooking the trees. "I really thought after seeing you he would remember." she said handing him a Niffler pastry.

"It's alright Tina," Newt said accepting the Niffler, "I should have expected it." Newt and Tina both bit into their Niffler pastry.

"Mmm," Newt said eyes lighting up, "These are amazing!" Tina smiled, "Yes, he really is talented." Biting again into the pastry leaving a smudge of jam on her upper lip.

Newt smiled, "Sorry," he said taking out a napkin, "you've got something on your-" Tina blushed and gratefully took the napkin from Newt.

For a second as Newt passed Tina the napkin, their fingers touched ever so slightly. Newt's heart leapt into his throat and began to beat twice as hard as before. Newt was almost certain Tina had felt it too because after she had wiped off the jam she (like him) was blushing madly.

After they finished their pastries in silence Tina suggested that they start to head back. "Queenie should have dinner ready by now," Tina said standing up and checking her watch. Newt stood up as well and they headed back to the apartment.

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Queenie was indeed at the apartment cooking dinner for her sister and their guest, she was cooking Tina's favorite in hope that the meal could persuade her sister to take the news she was going to announce lightly.

Queenie sighed, this was not going to be easy. Earlier that day on her walk to work Queenie had passed by Jacob's bakery and had seen a "Help Wanted" sign. So Queenie quit her job and asked Jacob if she could work there.

"Do you have any baking experience?"  he had asked,

"Not much I only really cook for my sister," Queenie had said realizing just then that Jacob would've wanted someone professional and not some lady who had no experience working in a shop.

"Well that's okay, I can teach you," Jacob had said with a smile on his face, "C'mon i'll show you the ropes." He had said leading her into the kitchen.

Queenie still smiled at the memory of him showing her around the kitchen with a proud warm smile on his face. Queenie heard the door slam, "Queenie!" Tina yelled, "We're back!" Queenie smiled

"if her dinner wasn't going to convince Tina then maybe Newt would," Queenie thought mischievously walking out of the kitchen to greet her sister.

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