As the bell above the bakery's door jingles, the rich aroma of freshly baked bread fills the air. Amidst the clinking of cups and the soft murmur of patrons, a huddle of chatter forms around a group at a corner table. "I swear, every time I step into Marge's bakery, I find something wild hiding under those delicacies," whispers a voice, light laughter dancing in the words. "Ah, Walt, you should know better than anyone the quirks of this little town," another chuckles back, a twinkle of mischief in their eyes. A third voice joins in, filling the space with curiosity, "But tell me, what's playing hide and seek today?" "I heard," says the first, leaning in close, "that Mrs. Parker left her priceless necklace hidden under a cherry tart. Rumor has it, the clue was a riddle written in secret code." The second character's eyes widen, brimming with excitement. "Oh, what does it say this time?" Funny, if a clue from the town's baker did lead to an adventure... indeed. The hunt had to begin where the sweetest mystery hid.