Once inside the car, she couldn't help but admire the rabbit-shaped cotton candy, hesitating to eat it.

Edwin buckled up, glancing at her with a smile.

"If you like it, I can arrange to have them specially made for you every day."

"No way! It'll make me fat!"

Edwin started the car, playing along with mock seriousness, "The little rabbit can afford to be a bit fluffier."