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" Oh, a few things, I try and be varied but its mostly meats and bread. Meat pies, salmon, and Steak are my specialties but we have a pretty varied menu if you want a look." He had in truth liquidated all of his uncle's assets after his death so he was actually pretty over prepared but with this...

He nodded and walked back little pulling down a small saucer and pure white cup. Filling the cup with a golden sweet smelling liquid and placing it down in front of her "here you go!"

"All right then..." Seemed like danger was a constant, he needed some employees a he wasn't alone in the store. He grinned across the counter and waved "hey welcome to the bakery, can I get you anything?"

"Easterners are weird, " he said dismissively and went to go and grab the coke. "Want it in a glass? Cause this came from a vending machine so it's already a bit chilled"

He softly scratched his head for a moment "I got this sorta strange eastern soda, the instructions say to serve hot. I also have some cans of coke in the back"

"Fair enough, though it is kind of our specialty, so what are you in the mood for?"

"Feel free, we give a complimentary cup of tea to guests so you can go ahead and have one, normally it's only if you buy something but if you don't tell I won't, " he said grinning across the counterr

He glanced at him quietly before standing up behind his hardwood bar and speaking "Howdy, welcome to the bakery can I get you anything?"

The danger having been faithfully avoided as he had always avoided danger, hiding. He began to set up shop properly afterward, cleaning off tables and flipping the sign to open after a put a pot of tea on the fire. Most of the facilities had already been prepared since he had been working on...

"I would take cover if I were you!" He said from inside the building. "This seems like it might be one of those superhero fights and nobody wants to get between one of those" he brought up enough bravery to walk out to the door and pull it open to let the man inside

He continued to hide in the building

The sort of bumpy ride into town had kept Chris. Busy for several hours now. He was riding in an old beat up truck which had been his grandfathers long before he had been born. It ran well enough but was prone to a few funny little noises on the occasion. So the fact he could say that horrific...