"What was what just when?" Axel challenged casually, and then spotted the bags in Xion's hands and grinned. "Oh, did you guys find a good sale?"

And then he blinked when Xion poked at her cheek, lifting a hand to mirror the action and then silently kicking himself when he found the smear of icing. Curses.

Smearing the frosting away with the pad of his thumb he quickly attempted to regain his poise.

"Must'a just been something from lunch; what's in the bags?" Yes, good, change the subject.