[ It wouldn't be Mayou if she doesn't jump to making some sly implications here tbh: ]

Very clever. Citrus and sugar would taste a lot better than nicotine.

[ All the same, that innocuous detail gets filed away in her brain for later; both his preference for lemon candy and the possibility of ding-dong-ditching a whole-ass box of pastry dongs on his doorstep the first chance she gets.
Since she's preeeeeeeeeetty sure it's her party pal lounging around on the other side of the wall, why not poke some fun at him with more intent behind it? ]

By the way...did you ever get around to wearing that prize you won?