Francis's face lit up when he saw England enter his his cafe, "Angleterre! You came!" The Frenchman smiled warmly and gestured grandly at the display case, "Zese are ze zings you could order. Of course, we 'ave a written menu right 'ere as well," France pointed out a small, leaflet-style menu, "And you can 'ave free samples of anyzing you like! Ze items in ze case themselves aren't for sale, I keep all ze fresh pastries in ze back, as I make zem fresh every morning from scratch."
The blonde looked quite pleased with himself, "Ze item of ze day are fresh croissants wiz butter or cinnamon butter. What would you like to order, mon ami?"