"Go on, loves, I'll wait here for you."

As always Louis stays outside while the kids walk in to the candyshop, up to the counter where their favourite curly haired boy is stood.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't my favourite sweets!" Harry waves at them and they wave back.

"Hawwie, I wan' somfing like Lou, uhm a ci-..., ciwa-..., she wets?" Ernest says with a pout on his lips. His brother always looks so cool with it, he want to be just like Lou.

"Smoking is really bad for you, Ernie." Harry crouches down next to the small boy and pouts with him. "But I do know something that looks a bit like a cigarette, just with a colourful and sweet end."

And before the kids know it, Harry is back behind his counter looking through all the various kinds and flavours.

"Aha, here they are!"

"But Hazzy, those are lollipops!" Doris exclames. "No ziggy wets!"

"No, I know, but look," He says, popping one in his mouth and turning so the twins have a look of his profile. "Jus like a cigawette."

"I wan' some!"

"Me too, a pink one!"