Newt gratefully accepted the conchas, and smiled warmly at the man. “Thank you.” He said, and began to nibble on it as well. “These are incredible, Edwardo.” He complimented.
“Thank you very much, Newt,” Edwardo said with a beaming grin. “If you want some more to take with you, you let me know, alright?”
“He’s getting to the Abuelito stage of his life,” Carlos whispered to Newt with a slight smirk. “He’s going to make sure you have more than enough food to eat while you’re here and when you go.”
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