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where: sweet nothings
Dropping into the bakery on his way home from the vet's office was no new endeavour for Lucky and this was a visit with purpose -- he had important gingerbread matters to discuss with one Liza Evans -- but the repetitiveness of it was broken up by the sight of a new yet familiar face behind the counter.
It took him a second to place her, but once he did it hit him like he had hit the floor in front of her in one of the most embarrassing moments of his life.
( And there was plenty of those to choose from. )
He's half-tempted to swivel around and make a quick exit to save on his ears turning red, but he decides to own it instead, strolling up to the counter.
"Hey, long time no see. I've mastered getting from that door to this counter without ending up on my face."
