“ What’s going on? “
The voice startled poor Konstanze, and she whipped around to greet the person. Unfortunately, she also managed to throw the baking sheet in her hand onto the ground, effectively making a fool of herself. Gathering herself with a huff, she walked to the front counter.
“Ah- Well, I’m in the process of re-organizing everything… So the shop is, erm… a bit messy.”
Messy was an understatement.There were pans everywhere, and nothing seemed to be in it’s correct spot. An unfortunate first impression for just someone entering the bakery.







