Sawyer mumbled softly to herself, her eyes flickering from the ingredients in front of her to an old cookbook she had propped up beside her. “Always with the lemon zest.” Groaning, the blonde lifted a brow as the bell to the shop rang, someone entering the small bakery. “What can I do for you?” Her eyes still on the task at hand. “Want something sweet, I have what you want to eat..” Laughing weakly to herself, she finally allowed her eyes to land on her guest. “No, but seriously. I have to close in like ten minutes.”
Dolores stood in the doorway with a little wave. "Coffee or some water with a bunch of sugar in it would be bitchin'." She made her way to the counter. "Something with a hella bunch or sugar, I have got an extra shift tonight."
















