The bell over the door jingled as it swung open. The sweet scent of baked goods wafted out into the street. "I'll have a slice of lemon bars, please." "Sure thing, coming right up." "One of everything, please." "That's quite an order you're placing there. You must work up quite an appetite!" "Well, someone's got to keep you in business. Besides, I'm buying." "In that case, throw in a few muffins too. Always savoring your creations." Two rich auras of coffee and chocolate hung heavy in the air as they continued their banter. "Lacy, how'd you like the wedding cake?" "Pure perfection, it was. Prepared me well for my sister's big day." "Oh, she told me you were already matchmaking for the flower girl and ring bearer." "Oh, she did, did she? Kidding around as usual." "Not as though the supports bride poorly. Good friend to have." "Alright, change the subject." "Coming right along! So, your latest mystery has everyone in town abuzz. Whatcha hunting these days?" "Possible suspicion of murder?" "And who's your theorized assassin?" "Hushed tones are unnecessary. It's up to everyone to have an opinion. But it's a local scatty legend that's doing for news currently." "Hatfield? My word, what now?" "You saw it as well." "Care to share what you saw?" "No trouble. Just... a known serial killer was here a few weeks back."