Venti seemed to have an unmatched sweet tooth; you were sure at this point Venti was your number one customer, all because he bought up all the apple-filled pastries he could set his viridescent eyes on.

Of course, you had other regulars; Spark Knight Klee loved your decorated cookies- so you had started decorating a few to look like dodoco for her. Cavalry Captain Kaeya adored dishes from other nations— and had a particular love for your Sumeran dishes. The Deaconess Barbara liked fruit cakes, even the Acting Grand Master stopped by once in a while for the odd slice of cookie cake.

For some reason, Venti and his preferences stuck with you in the forefront of your mind. He liked apple pies, the little ones so he could snack on them while performing. He liked them with sweet apples, not bitter ones, and he liked them with a little sugar on top.

Obviously, once you took note of these, you changed recipes to suit him more, and he adored it.

“Twelve of your sweetest apple pies please, windblume!” Venti mused as he entered your bakery, leaning onto the counter with his usual smile. “Oh- no, make it thirteen— I’m craving one now.” He added with a slight giggle.