"I never thought about peach like that before." But of course, it was a pastry holder, and no doubt there were no rules here about what you could and couldn't fill your pastries with. Thinking of Ank Morporkh's infamous mud pies, Susan was sure it wasn't a reality back home either.
"But it is a good flavour and a nice mouth experience. So I do?" She looked at him with more need for assurance than she had planned on allowing to escape, to show. "Is it that easy to like something? After an one time experience?"

"I don't need chocolates." Was Susan less Susan without an impressive liking of chocolates? "You just worry about getting it out of you. I hope you got the worst with vomiting, but if magic is involved it may last longer than ordinary food poisoning. This suffering is superficial, though. It's not affecting any of your essential parts", she added to sound caring, instead of condescending.