Snapshot looked up and scanned the sign that hung from the awning over the front door. [i]Sweetie Sweets Sweets. Cute.[/i] His eyes flicked over to Spring as he drew his lips in. [i]Stupid name notwithstanding, she likes the apple tarts.[/i] The look of deep thought faded away as he archived the information in his mental files and took a few steps in the direction the two were headed before their stop. “Maybe we can get some on the way back… Have you ever been down south?”