Here is a 196-word scene with unattributed dialogue set in a small town bakery: "We'll be closing up in a few minutes, did you need any last minute cookies or bread?" "Oh, no thank you, I was just hoping to ask the baker a quick question, if he's not too busy." "Well I'm the baker, what can I do for you?" "I wanted to ask about the apple pie you donated to the school fundraiser last week. It was very popular and sold out immediately! I was wondering if I could put in an order for four more to sell at the fall festival next month?" "Apple pie, eh? I wish I could help you out, but the truth is I didn't donate any pie to your school last week. I've been so busy with custom wedding cake orders I haven't had time for pies lately." "Really? But it was your bakery's name on the box. If you didn't make it, then who did? And why would they say it was from you?" "You've got me stumped ma'am. But it seems there's some pie-related mystery afoot in our little town. I'd be happy to bake those pies for your fall festival, we've got to get to the bottom of this pastry caper!"