"You're prepared!" he exclaimed, obviously impressed. Usually he didn't eat his sweets with milk, but that was more about his lack of preparation and less about his inclinations. He gratefully accepted the glass of milk and took a sip, then another. "Are you sure you haven't been doing this for... forever?" He narrowed his eyes at her playfully, another tease he couldn't quite pass up.

"'Yet' is pretty optimistic, he said, and sighed. "No big dreams, no small ones, no silly medium-sized ones." He held up a hand as if to say, sorry to disappoint. "I have lots of things I enjoy doing, but something big that all this is leading to...? Nope. Right now I'm just finishing college, and then...?" He shrugged, and took another sip.

It occurred to him then how odd it was for him to be divulging his frustrations to this woman he'd only met today--sooner, just in the last hour!--but somehow, it felt right. Something about her wide-eyed, curious expression made spilling his guts feel practically expected of him, around her. "Not even something as simple as opening a bakery. No offense."