The scent of fresh bread and cinnamon wafted through the air as the bell above the door jingled. "Morning." "Morning to you too. Sleep well?" "Like a log. Though I swear, I could still smell muffins in my dreams." "Well, you did have three blueberry ones before bed." "Guilty as charged." "How's the new apprentice settling in?" "She's fantastic. Really takes to the baking. Though I think she's got a knack for mysteries too." "Hmm, like someone else we know?" "Maybe. Speaking of mysteries, did you hear about the theft at the library?" "No, what happened?" "Apparently, someone nabbed the first edition of 'The Secret Garden'. Can you believe it?" "That's awful. Do they have any leads?" "Not yet. But you know how this town is, someone's bound to talk." "True. So, what's the plan for today?" "Baking, sleuthing, the usual. You?" "I thought I'd swing by the library, see if I can sniff out any clues." "Just be careful. Wouldn't want you to end up in the next headline." "Always careful. But can't resist a good mystery, you know that." "That's what I love about you." "Right back at you. Now, pass me the flour, will you?" "Here you go."