Finally

At last, it happened.
No, I didn't get a good feel of Bun yet. Anni had a craving the other night. She wanted chocolate.
Thrilled, I jumped at the chance to go to the grocery store. Finally, a supermarket run that didn't involve zig-zagging through the aisles, selecting bananas, beans and bread.
So I rushed to the store before it closed, found ice cream and some chocolate.
Then the following exchange occurred:
"Ooh, ice cream tonight," Old Cashier Lady said. "That sounds good."
"Well, actually, my wife is pregnant and had a craving for chocolate," I said.
"Oh, that's nice of you," Old Cashier Lady said.
"Well, it's for me, too," I said.