The aroma of fresh bread filled the air as Emily pushed open the bakery door. Inside, she found Amy busily kneading dough. "Morning," Amy greeted with a smile. "Good morning," Emily replied, absorbing the comforting scent. "Everything smells delicious." "Thanks," Amy beamed. "The chocolate chip cookies are especially good today. Want one?" "Sure, thanks." Emily took a bite and moaned in satisfaction. "You outdid yourself this time." Across the room, a customer approached the counter. "Excuse me, do you sell those little red bags of candy hearts?" Amy frowned, tilting her head. "Depends which kind," she said, glancing at the calendar displayed on the wall. "We stopped selling Valentine's Day stuff weeks ago." Emily burst into laughter. "I can only imagine how much those awful little sayings have taunted you. 'Be mine, forever,' 'Will you still love me?' 'Hug me.'" "Hey, some of those messages were actually pretty sweet," Amy defended. "Like, 'I love you more than peanut butter and jelly.'" "You really put a lot into running this bakery, don't you?" Emily said. "I believe in giving back to the community," Amy replied, hands on her hips. "It's more than just selling baked goods. It's about happiness and the smile on someone's face when they bite into a freshly made bagel." Emily nodded, understanding Amy's passion. "You've found your calling here." Amy grinned, her cheeks flushing a bit. "It's my dream come true." The two engaged in a warm moment before the door chimed again, welcoming more customers into their cozy bakery.