She didn’t understand why a crowd gathered at this one bakery. The cupcakes were good, but there were plenty of other bakeries in Silvermoon. Still, it was a treat she could afford and the most interesting people showed up and she could practice talking to them.
There were the two baker ladies,the troll and the elf; the nice man in the hat, Teithio, or something like that, who did something boring for the government. It was a pleasant conversation until Teitho mistook something she said.