or say we're only dreaming;

[melocoton]

O P E N P O S T
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[gardeners]

[ Rolling her eyes at the imitation, Calypso moves to set her bag down at a nearby table -- at the window, but not too far away from the counter. She just didn't want to spill her coffee on the walk to her table, okay, that's all. It has nothing to do with being closer to Leo.

She can pick up small words that Leo sometimes says -- she isn't as blind in Spanish as she pretends to be with Leo, but only because she know tiny things, enough to make conversation with her professors, ask when papers are due, things like that. She couldn't really talk to Leo if she tried, other than the most basic of basic Spanish sentences. She does pick up comer -- eat -- and dulces -- sweets -- so she nods her head. Yes, eat it.

Seeing him baffled by how to eat it makes Calypso giggle, just a little bit. It's understandable, really, but it's Leo, so he must be teased relentlessly. Taking the spoon from his hand ( not feeling her heart skip a beat on contact ), she thwacks the caramel top with the back of the spoon, crackling the hard candy with one hit. Scooping up half a spoonful of custard and caramel, Calypso holds it out to him, raising an eyebrow. ]

Dire "ahhh". [ Yes, she's going to feed him, or she's going to mash it into his face if he doesn't open his mouth. Before she does, though, she frowns a little bit, knitting her eyebrows. ]

Yo... co-- como en... France. Très -- ah, muy, muy bien. Sí, ¿verdad?

[ with the Spanish berdad accent. ]