I'm sure we'll find something. Even something that is up to to your standards.

[ Edmond likes sweet - really sweet. He's sure there's bound to be something around here that has something that he'd like. He's confident in this fact. After a few more moments of walking, Eiden finally reaches over and takes Edmond's hand in his again. That's not something he really does often, either. But touch like this even helps while here, so he may as well take what he can from familiar faces. ]

I mean, I'd hope this day isn't a total loss even if we don't find a great dessert.