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Lady of Light 
"Pastry?" Delilah bit her lip from laughing again. She didn't want to him to think she was amused because.. she kind of was. And a little confused as well. Pastries. How? How did Della sound like a pasty? "A friend of mine calls me Deli." Which was even weirder than Della. Heh. She was used to all the weird nicknames by now though.
AHHHHHHH.
This was beyond embarrassing. She flushed slightly and ran a hand through her messy blonde hair. "Well.. it's the truth. You are not bad-looking." She tilted her head slightly and looked at him curiously, her cheeks still a little pink. "You know, I'm not a good flirt but if I was, I'd totally hit on you."
Wow. Okay. She was on a roll now. Frankly, she'd totally understand if he never wanted to talk to her again.
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Deli?!" HAHAHHAHAHA. Louis wasn't quite as good at hiding his laughter like Delilah was. But seriously. Deli? They were JUST talking about pastries and now she's telling him someone calls her Deli. How was he supposed to not laugh at this wonderful irony. "Why don't you open up a bakery and call it 'Della's Deli'?" Snort.
Now Louis's favourite bakery owner was throwing more compliments his way. Well, well. Not bad-looking, huh? The boy playfully fanned himself with his hand. "Whew. You're going to make me blush, D. But please, don't let that stop you from feeding my ego some more."
No, but seriously.
"Well, I'm flattered. You're not half-bad yourself. I'd even go as far as to call you 'pretty'," he said with a serious nod. Yep. 'Pretty' was a word that fit his new blonde friend well.