"What do you think of the new pastry chef?" "She seems nice enough, but there's something off about her. Can't quite put my finger on it." "I noticed she locks the kitchen door when she’s baking. Why would she need to do that?" "That’s strange. Maybe she's just protective of her recipes." "Or maybe she’s hiding something. Remember how secretive she was about her last job?" "Yeah, she only said it was 'complicated.' Really doesn't add up, does it?" "Not at all. And did you see her reaction when the mayor came in this morning?" "I did. She froze like a deer caught in headlights. Suspicious, don't you think?" "Definitely. And what about the missing ingredients?" "I had the same thought. Flour and sugar don’t just disappear on their own." "You think she’s involved?" "Could be. She’s the only one with access to the kitchen besides Mary." "Speaking of Mary, she’s been awfully quiet since hiring her. Haven’t seen her around much." "Maybe it’s time we had a little chat with our new pastry chef, get to the bottom of all this." "Agreed. But let’s be careful. We don't know what we're walking into." "Good point. We'll approach it casually... over a cup of coffee and a slice of pie." "Sounds deliciously dangerous."