The sweet aroma of freshly baked pastries filled the quaint bakery, as the morning sun streamed through the front window, casting a warm glow over the display cases filled with delectable treats. "Well, well, well, look who's here. Thought you'd be too busy with your little investigation to stop by for your daily sugar fix." "Can't let a pesky murder get in the way of my morning donut. Besides, I thought you might have some juicy gossip for me." "Oh, honey, you know I always have the scoop. But first, the usual?" "You know me so well. So, what's the latest?" As the baker retrieved the favorite pastry, they leaned in conspiratorially. "Heard the victim had quite the temper. Got into a shouting match with the mayor just last week." "Really? The mayor, huh? Interesting. I might need to pay our esteemed leader a visit." "Careful now, don't go poking the bear. We need you in one piece to solve this mystery." "Just trying to do my civic duty. And what's a little danger when there's donuts involved?" The baker chuckled, handing over the bag with a wink. "Just be careful out there, Sherlock. And don't forget, I get first dibs on the exclusive when you crack the case." "You got it, my faithful sidekick. These donuts are worth their weight in clues."