[ The sweet smell of the fresh baking goods of the Diner was such a relief for anyone to smell, even for the most rude and mean toons, to the most sweet and kind! Sprout stood crouched right infront of the oven, admiring the delicious smell of the little threats he baked. Yet, he couldn't help but notice someone standing right infront of the counter. The strawberry quickly cleaned himself, dusting his gloved hands off and walked over the person. ]

-- " Oh ! Hello? What do you want? Any desserts you are looking for? "