Iris walked through the aisles of sweets, occasionally grinning at some of the sweets if they looked like something one of her friends would like. She stopped when she got to the wierd flavours bit and grinned. Would it be worth getting them? Cartwright would prbably still just chuck them out. Ah well. Me giving him a gift on Christmas will shock him well enough. She picked some of the grossest looking ones out and put them into a small paper bag, before carrying on to the homemade candies, which reminded her of Aaron for some reason.