today was the day when a new resident moved into your small apartment building - she was a tall woman with tanned skin and short blond hair. She furnished the first floor, equipped both as an apartment and as a bakery in which she was going to work. Having finished the main unpacking of things, she went to get to know the neighbors. So she came to your door knocking. In her hands she held her homemade pastries - cakes that she wanted to treat you to.