Tomasina walked up to the desk picking a danish, not really knowing what they were. But the way that calorie girl was eying them they had to be something sweet. Calorie girl looked as if she were just itching to lick the desk that the danishes sat on. Tomasina wasn't one for sweets unless it was chocolate. That was her guilty pleasure. She went back to her desk and with her danishes in hand. She rolled her eyes at Amelie asking if there were pineapple ones. She wanted to make a comment but kept quiet. She was surprised the girl's head didn't float away into the clouds some days. Honestly asking for a flipping pineapple danish thingy. Was this forget your brain in the dung heap day or something? Amelie's question almost topped calorie girl's. Nevermind, that was one for the books that one was.