Illi stared at Davishire, clearly in deep thought. Her appearance wasn't at all phased by the ordering of the chocolate, but a few moments later she gasped and said, "I know! For the next masquerade party, you should go as a devil and I could go as an angel! I've always wanted to dress up as an angel!" She spent a couple more seconds imagining herself as an angel before what she had just implied processed in her head.
Her face quickly flushed into a bright red and she spouted words as quickly as she could, "Oh, I mean, that is, not like we'd be going to the next masquerade party together or anything. It was just a passing thought. Unless you wanted to, but of course not. Um, just ignore everything I just said." Now completely out of breath, Illi was forced to pause to breath. Regrouping her thoughts, she sighed in defeat and finished, "That is, thank you for the chocolates."