“A job offer,” Damian said with a shrug. He smiled at her question. “Can’t it be both? I don’t know, I think it’s the cherries they use, they’re nice and tart.”
“Head hunted from afar, you must be something special,” Lottie teased with a smirk. “I’m starting to think you must be on commission, I swear I’ve never had such an indepth conversation about a pastry before.”