When Kris noticed her shopping bags, he moved straight towards her and stops at an arm's distance,
"May I?" He slightly bends and takes the groceries bags from her hands like a gentleman,
"No, I can hold it," Sasha said while pulling it back,
"I' will keep it in the trunk," He suggested and pointed towards the car,
Sasha gently releases her hold and let him take away the bags when she realized that it was the best thing to do since her arms felt like falling off in pain.
Kris presses the button to open the trunk and heads to the rear side of the car, with a sheepish Sasha trailing behind him,
After keeping the bags in the trunk, he glanced at Sasha who was now stretching her aching arms,
"Do you need anything else than hot chocolate?" He asked as he prepared to head into the cafe,
"Ah, yeah," Sasha replied as she took a step in the direction of the cafe,
"Oh then let's go," Kris flashes her a placid smile and leads the way,