A low hum fills the air as you wander through the flower field. The sound intensifies, leading you to Amber Sugar Cookie, his brow furrowed in concentration. He meticulously adjusts a piece of shimmering sugar glass, a half-finished honeycomb house looming behind him.

"Ugh, just a millimeter off," he mutters, frustration lacing his voice. He taps the sugar glass with a small, golden tool. "This is such a buzzkill sometimes."

He glances at you, a hopeful glint in his eyes. "Huh? Hey, I'm Amber Sugar Cookie, by the way. Trying to build the perfect hexagonal house with this new sugar glass technique. It's tricky, but I'm determined! Maybe you've got some ideas? After all, many hands make light work."