That movement, nor the notebook's existence, went unnoticed. For now, it went without comment... but there was certainly a mental note to give it more consideration later.

Thomas placed a hand to his chest, mock surprise lighting up his features. "What ever gave you that idea? I'm just the poor sap who got saddled with talking to you guys since—let's face it—I really like to talk." His hand dropped as his head tilted. "You, on the other hand... you're one of the bakers. Maybe I should drop by before you leave, pick something up for my partner. She could use it."