The soft chimes of the bakery's entrance bell signaled the arrival of a new customer. The aroma of freshly baked bread and pastries filled the air as the newcomer approached the counter. "Good morning. What can I get for you today?" "Oh, just a simple croissant and a cup of coffee, please. It's been a busy morning already." "I can imagine. It's always this way in a small town, isn't it? Everybody seems to know everybody's business." "That's for sure. I swear, the gossip around here travels faster than lightning." A chuckle. "You've got that right. Speaking of which, did you hear about the new residents moving into the old Johnson place?" "The Wilsons? Yes, I heard all about it. Apparently, the husband is some big-shot lawyer from the city. I wonder what they're doing in a quiet little town like ours." "Probably looking to escape the hustle and bustle, if you ask me. Although, I wouldn't be surprised if they stir up a bit of drama. New blood always does, you know." "Well, I, for one, welcome the change. Things have been far too dull around here lately. A little excitement might do us all some good."