"Good morning, Ellie. Another busy day ahead?" "Eh, you know how it is, Doris. Gotta get those cinnamon rolls out of the oven in time for the early birds. What can I get for you?" "Just a latte, please. Hold the sugar. I'm watching my figure." "Ha! Never would have guessed from your daily double cherry turnovers. Those hips looking fine to me." "Tsk tsk, you are incorrigible, Doris Johansen. Spreading trouble and gossip as much as the next slice of coffee cake." "Aw, I'm just keeping it real. Gotta serve the truth alongside the sugar and spice. Makes the whole town more interesting, if you ask me." "Indeed it does. Alright, a pound of that truth, to go. Can't be tempted by your pretty baked goods." "Bah, I should throw you out for that! No appreciation of the art. Enjoy your latte, dear. See you bright and early tomorrow?" "Of course. Same time, same place. Extra cream, please."