Cinnamon looked at the man very confused. And why was he yelling at her. Did he not here her or something. The man was old but not as old as Nana. It must have been his age because he really wasn't that old mixed with the noises of the match. Maybe if she talked to him at the same volume she talked to Nan he could understand her.

"Do you want a cup of hot chocolate?" She smiled and flapped the packet of hot coco at him. "Are you a professor?" She asked his as she mixed up the hot coco because yeah who turns down hot coco? "I'm Cinnamon. Cinnamon Bayless!" She smiled and handed him the now full cup.