It was a profitable time of year, Valentine's Day, and it was great for someone with a bakery. Like Saltbaker had, several orders and guaranteed profit came in ordering various pastries, from cakes to cookies, from cupcakes to donuts.

All to give their Valentine's a sweet good treat to prove their sweet love for each other.

And in the middle of all this, after the movement has paused, he leans on the counter, feeling slightly excluded. Slightly alone... He was already a man of many years, an old salt shaker in his 40s who found himself there slightly hurt by so many people having a partner to give a gift, a kiss, a hug...the whole world.

He misses beign young and "attractive" as some would say.

In this rumination of feelings alone in the silence of the bakery suddenly Saltbaker's eyes pop open hearing the door bell sings warning about a new client, it was you... Something always made him smile seeing them, even though they had never talked much, Saltbaker only knew their name after all. Besides he was afraid to make a move first.

"Good morning" he said on a sweet tone trying to brush aside the earlier thoughts, "Nice to see you so....early, what can I do for you today? The same as usual?"