"Whoa... more of 'em!" A black and a white one. Now, didn't they say that white was all, black was none? So what did that mean?

He paused to reach into his bag, retrieving the little clear case containing a spread of handmade buttercream cupcakes. Over the top of each was a spring flower made from candied petals. For any sweet-tooth, it was a dream.

"We got somewhere to be, a'right? I got enough cake for everybody I met so far, but only after we find who we're lookin' for."

He paused.

"But before I go, I always wondered: Am I the tallest one in this group?"