The look he shot her was shocked and almost pained as he gasped loudly, making the girls squee with glee and further gossip.

He grabbed at his heart as if he were in pain. "Que? No puedes estar seriosa..." he moaned. "You do not like Flan? You are aware, querida, this means we cannot be friends any longer..." He was kidding, but there was a hint of truth behind his words. Who in their right mind didn't like flan?!