The girl looks rather curious as he suddenly leans in to whisper, if not just because she has absolutely no idea what kind of secret he's about to tell her right after what he said.

But then she discovers it's the best possible secret.

"Really?"

Her eyes are wide. Mostly with surprise, but it's really, really hard to miss the excitement in them as well.

"O.. Of course I'm interested! Not that papa's cooking isn't great, but.. you know.. There's no chocolate on the beach! Or cupcakes!" It's been a lonely few days without sugary treats. How is a girl made of cotton candy like Madoka supposed to survive?