"I couldn't possibly imagine the words you might have been thinking of," she breezes, the hint of a tiny smile creeping through despite her efforts to remain neutral. Under the layers (deep under the layers) are things not quite so sweet. Being thought of as an idiot isn't the most preferable. If it's that or showing too much of the sour, the perception of a pleasant little fool is one she'll keep.

"A very tasteful idea, Joel." Now she can't keep the good-natured amusement under wraps. Smiling to herself, she scoops several green candies towards her. This time, she's the one to take a turn with the knife, whittling a few of the candies down to discs of increasingly smaller size. They're stacked atop one another and with a few drops of icing to secure them in place, she's created a couple of Christmas trees for the yard.