[Poggio]

Not only was it a horse, but there was a bakers dozen of the cowboy theme, and Fabio found himself staring wondering what it was that made him excited. With the rise and fall of his shoulders, he gestured to the baker pointing at the set cake. It never hurt to have an abundance of something, especially with his sweet tooth. Once they had the slices and Fabio paid for the parcel they were back out among the drifting snow. “So dude, why the cowboy ones?” He asked finally before adjusting his beanie to cover his ears and his scarf to protect his head from the wisp of falling snow.