In the warm embrace of the bakery, the aroma of freshly baked bread filled the air. A bell chimed softly as the door opened, revealing a woman in a crisp white apron, her hands dusted with flour. She greeted a familiar face, her eyes crinkling at the corners. "Good morning, Mrs. Hargrove. What can I get for you today?" The woman, a seasoned regular, pulled out her pocket watch. "Hmm, just a moment. I'm not sure if I should have that special order ready or not." The baker's brow furrowed, intrigued. "Special order? Something new?" The woman hesitated, glancing around before leaning in. "It's for... for a special occasion. I'd rather it stay a secret for now." The baker nodded, understanding the subtlety. "Of course, Mrs. Hargrove. Secrecy is our specialty. Just let me know when you're ready." The woman smiled, satisfied. "I'll be back later this morning to pick it up. Thank you, dearie." The baker returned a warm smile, her eyes reflecting the sunlight from the window. "No problem at all, Mrs. Hargrove. And remember, don't let anyone see that pocket watch of yours." The door chimed softly as the woman left, leaving the baker with a mysterious smile and a hint of excitement for the day's work.