Your mother always taught you to give credit where credit is due and that delightful stallion was so polite, not to mention his product was superb, you need to speak with him. Hmm, what did he say his name was?
"Carrot Cake, Snookums!" That plump mare calls from the kitchen again. Evidently she wasn't speaking to you when she called for help, "Sugarlump, grab me another bag of shortening from the kitchen will you?"
"Of course pumpkin!" So his name is Carrot Cake, Though to be respectful you should probably call him Mr.Cake. You turn around and hope to see him close by, but he's gone! You look around to try and figure out where he went. Towards the back of the shop there's a door you could have sworn wasn't open a second ago; that must be it! You trot over towards it and wouldn't you know it, there he is. This is apparently the pantry; Mr.Cake seems to be struggling to reach a bag on the top shelf.
"Hey, Mr.Cake!" You chime in, "I just wanted to thank you and tell you how super extraordinary this place is!"
He stands up on his tip-hooves, still trying to reach that bag, but he still acknowledges you, "Well thank you miss! I'd love to chat but the Mrs needs me to grab her something for the kitchen."
"Um, Mr.Cake? Didn't Mrs. Cake say she needed some shortening?"
"Yes, she did, it's right-"
"Down here?"
Mr.Cake freezes. He steps down from the shelf and looks down to the shelf you're pointing to. A large bag of shortening is sitting right there within reach. He gives a nervous chuckle and picks the bag up in his teeth before heading out of the pantry beside you.
"Fank oo!" Mr.Cake mumbles through the bag between his teeth. You nod and smile as you walk with him to the kitchen. Mrs.Cake is deeply involved in her baking when you arrived, but she immediately noticed you. Placing aside the tray of cookies she had just pulled from the oven, she hopped up to you and Mr.Cake.
"Hello there sweets, and you are?" She said.
"Orange Meadows," You respond. Amazing, she's just as nice as her husband.
"Helping out Mr.Cake with his duties, or is he just cheating on me with the clientele again? Ha!"
Mr.Cake suddenly looks very nervous as he places the shortening aside,"Oh, ha ha. That's my Cuppy, always a kidder."
You have a strong feeling that there might be some tension here. Perhaps it would be in your best interest to change the subject, lest this situation get any more awkward. You glanced around the room a bit, looking for a good distraction. Well, you are surrounded by baked goods...
"Hey, what did you say you were baking again?" You prod the bag of shortening on the counter.
Mrs.Cake turns to you, "Oh, why it's just shortbread. Of course, in this household shortbread is a very special occurrence. Isn't that right Mr.Cake?"
She gives a lewd glance to her husband, who blushes deep red at the suggestion of shortbread. You have no idea what could be so dirty about a cookie, but you have the worst feeling you're going to find out soon. Carrot Cake shuffles his hooves a bit and tries his best to avoid his wife's leering. Finally, the poor stallion gets fed up and trots out the door.
"I should probably get back to the register," He mumbles. Mrs.Cake is smiling ear to ear as she returns to her baking. She seems to be taking great pleasure in making her husband feel awkward in front of guests. Right now, however, she's just stirring a little bowl of batter and humming a happy tune. You can't help but wonder what she could be planning in that devious little mind of hers and what exactly "shortbread" means to her and her husband.
Then again, there was that little comment about Mr.Cake cheating on her. Perhaps you'll have to find out just what happened that made her say something like that. Mr.Cake did seem awfully nervous about it. Goodness, who would have thought that a little bakery like this would have such intrigue?
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