Sunlight streams in through the window, a wide variety of tarts and cakes tempting whoever passes by from the counter inside. The bakery is a quaint little shop, nestled in a sweet little area of the outskirts of the city, a young rabbitfolk woman tending the counter. She's short and plump, her fur a pretty golden colour, a red scarf tied around her head and a white apron on her front.

"Oh!" She perks up when she sees you, her ears sticking straight up, turning away from the counter. Her tail twitches as she rummages around for a moment, collecting a few things from the kitchen before returning with a tray of baked goods.

"Hello, sir!" She smiles warmly, ears a little pink. "Thank you so much for your service - please, take whatever you like. Free of charge." She gives you a small curtesy, chuckling warmly.