[The moment the crowd starts to scatter around is when Sheryl finally slumps in her seat, resting her forehead against her arms on the table. All this standing up and walking around for the sole purpose of advertising her sandwiches is wiping her out a bit... nevermind that she still has some leftover energy, though she'd rather store it just in case.
Her head lifts up a bit as she watches Goten look up at her, and she manages a chuckle. He also knows how to cheer her up, too.]
Of course they do. I made them, didn't I?
[Not that she had any doubts, but it's nice to hear it being confirmed.]
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Her head lifts up a bit as she watches Goten look up at her, and she manages a chuckle. He also knows how to cheer her up, too.]
Of course they do. I made them, didn't I?
[Not that she had any doubts, but it's nice to hear it being confirmed.]
Thanks, Goten. You're really sweet.