"S'mores? You never had 'em before?" He handed her a stick and stuck a large marshmallow at the end. "Here, hold this over the flames. You want it close enough so it gets toasted and melty inside, but not so close that it catches fire. I mean, unless you like 'em crispy."

In the meantime, he'd just finish assembling his own, deftly breaking a graham cracker in half, adding chocolate, and his own marshmallow. "You can have mine if ya want. I can always make another one."