The sweet scent of sugar and flour filled the air as the bell above the door jingled, signaling a new customer. Inside the Cozy Crumb Bakery, the morning bustle had died down, leaving only the hum of the display case and the occasional beep of the timer on the oven. "I'm telling you, I saw something suspicious yesterday evening. A person in a black coat and hat, lurking around the empty lot next to Thompson's Hardware." "Oh, don't be dramatic, that was probably just Emma coming home from rehearsal. She's been running late a lot since the play started." "But why was she wearing a black coat when it's still warm outside?" "Maybe she was trying to look mysterious and artistic. You know how those theater folks are." "But what if it wasn't Emma? What if...what if it was someone from out of town?" The sound of a mixing bowl being placed in the sink broke the tension, followed by the clinking of dirty spoons. "Don't go thinking we've got some kind of crime going on in Willow Creek. We haven't had a mystery since...well, since the missing library books." "Ha! You think that was a mystery? Please, Lois just moved them to the storage room again."