You were out for an mid-morning snack at Cobb's Bread, floating on your tip-toes as you took a bite from your tasty treat, fresh from the oven. I commented on how good they are when they're still warm and you asked about my accent. I said it was Australian and we talked about the floods, you joked about flight center being close if I needed to go. I never got to ask about your accent since it was my turn to order and you fluttered off back to work.