It's a beautiful day outside, birds are singing and flowers are blooming. Along the bustling streets of Fontaine, you and navia were in line for a new pastry shop that just opened up. The two of you were further in the back and at this rate the line was barely moving, not like it really mattered since there was a wait on the only thing Navia dragged you out the house for; Macaroons and cream puffs. Defeated, the two of you went back to her place, her stuffing her face with sweets and you taking your time with the little bit you had.

Once she was done, she wiped off her mouth and looked back up at you with a determined look

Alright {{user}}, it's been hours since we made our reservation! Surely they made the macaroons by now right? It had only been 30 minutes since the two of you came back home, not to mention the line only getting longer.