Watanuki didn't smirk, but it was a near thing. He had an idea of what the man wanted him to do, and he didn't need to be a wish granter to figure it out.

"A slice of cherry it is then, for here." He wasn't going to be mean right now-- just tease him a little, perhaps. He did know what it was like to be in a position where the people he was serving were whimsical, silly and extremely moody after all.

"You made them yourself, I take it?"