"You tell me, kid. You're the expert."

Straightening, she tugs at his hand with a grin tugging at her lips.

"We'll get you that hot chocolate, and then you can tell me what you think, huh?"

That hope on his face squeezes at her heart, and she can't help herself, she's just got to show off the Bar's -- well, if it's not magic, what is it? -- ability, so she can see that look of absolute delight he gets whenever something amazing happens. "Over here," she tells him, leading him to the bar and letting him get up on a stool.

"Okay. Order something."