"It's a special cake in my country called the Donfluer," Batholem revealed.
"Gimme!" Aurianna stretched out her hand reaching to grab it, but Batholem quickly pulled it before she could grab it.
"Ask nicely," he instructed, holding the plate of Donfluer in his hand.
"Ughh," Aurianna squeezed her face as she fidgeted a bit.
"Please, can I have the cake?" she reluctantly asked with a shy expression.
"That's better, here," Batholem responded with a smile and passed her the cake.
"Thanks!" Aurianna beamed as she immediately devoured half of the cake.
"So delicious!!!" She beamed, her face turning into a happy shade of red and her eyes sparkling.
"Another one!" She declared as she had already finished the plate of cake, surprising Batholem.
"Nah, ah, ah, before I give you another one you must first give me your phone number," Batholem demanded.