"Hi hi!!!" It was her. The one who kissed Klara earlier- - She had a plate of goodies, and was offering it to the other woman with a big, innocent smile. "Want some? I baked it this morning!"
𝑲𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒂 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒉 with no small amount of suspicion. Who was this woman? She feels like she’d seen her somewhere... And what was with this sudden approach and offering of gifts? Trying to kiss up, was she?
“...It’s nice to meet you too, luv. What’s all this, then?”
The poison-type trainer sniffed the baked goods... So far, so good at the very least. But pastries from a stranger was still suspect. It wasn’t like she lived in the countryside where neighbors just did that.