#c. mal01

“No way there’s something wrong with this beauty.” he could not help but state as a darkhaired, fairly tall girl emerged from the drivers seat of a really gorgeous Audi R8 in matte black. It was just the kind of car that you would least expect to have brought to the shop, and yet here it was. Now the work day was getting interesting, Jamie thought. “Oh right, I’m referring to the car, miss, sorry.” he was quick to add, shooting her an apologetic look, hoping she wasn’t the easily offended type. If she was, then he would do some more apologizing and hope she didn’t ask to speak to his boss. “I’m Jamie. What can I help you with?” 

“Anything I ought to try?” he curiously asked the female next to him by the dessert table. He had found himself a bit overwhelmed by the sheer selection of pastries, cakes and sweets. He was sure his sister would have a short list for him if he asked, though she might also be just a tiny bit biased as she had made over half of them. Or critical even given the massive work he had understood the order to be. “My sister made a whole bunch of it, though I can’t say I have her culinary expertise.” he added in a friendly and slightly playful tone.