Surprisingly, Piritta didn't mind walking around like this, maybe because she thought about her family being made up of storms. Even if her mother made a fluke with her father, having a child with someone besides her soulmate, when she did find hers, it was a quick affair. She almost forgot it went that way. Just a little pink in the face, she nodded her head. "Sounds great. You know, I've always loved nutella!" As Cyril finished with the crepes, she set about fixing hers a bit like a child's with extra sweetness and nutella. "It was a wonderful shower. Actually, I remembered some good things. I hope you were as fond of storms growing up as I was," she chuckled.