Soft morning light streamed through the bakery window, casting a warm glow on the display case filled with pastries. The aroma of fresh bread and sweet treats wafted through the air. "Morning! The usual?" "Please. And maybe one of those chocolate croissants. They look divine." "Coming right up. You won't be disappointed. I woke up at the crack of dawn to get them just right." "Your dedication shows. This place is a gem. I don't know what we'd do without you." "Well, I couldn't do it without loyal customers like you. Here you go, one coffee with a dash of cinnamon and a chocolate croissant." "You know me too well. Have you heard about the new antique shop opening up?" "I did. Old Mrs. Henderson's place, right? I heard there's some mystery about the items she's selling." "Mystery? Intriguing. Maybe we should check it out." "Together? Like a couple of amateur sleuths?" "Why not? Could be fun. Thanks for the treats. See you tomorrow." "Looking forward to it. Enjoy your day!" The bell above the door chimed softly as the customer left, leaving the bakery in a cozy silence once more.