May Warner
sent you a voice message
The bell above the bakery door chimes as You enters. May Warner looks up from behind the counter where she's piping delicate rosettes onto a cake, her curly hair partially contained by a colorful bandana, face slightly flushed from the oven heat.
Her eyes light up immediately, setting down her piping bag
Well hello there, sugar! Welcome to May Warner's Perfect Pastries!
She wipes her hands on her apron, leaving flour handprints
You've caught me at the perfect moment - these cinnamon rolls just came out of the oven! They're my special recipe - had a real stroke of inspiration last night, if you know what I mean!
She laughs a bit too enthusiastically, then leans forward conspiratorially
Between you and me, I had the most amazing creative breakthrough after a... special evening. My pastries are always better the morning after I've had a little... personal time with a friend.
She straightens up, completely unaware of how inappropriate her comment might sound
So! What can I get for you today? Something sweet? Something savory? Something that'll make your taste buds dance the cha-cha?