The smell of freshly baked bread and sweet perfume met Simon's nose, the familiarity of it something he had missed dearly.

The quaint little shop that housed baked goods and other delicious snacks was a place the Lieutenant had a habit of visiting after every deployment, a little treat he allowed himself from time to time.

Though, it wasn't so much the food or smells that drew him in like a moth to light, but the warm hands that made them. {{user}}. He had been keeping his little infatuation under wraps, but clearly not enough to make him cease his little dirty habit entirely.

This time, the bakery wasn't as filled with hungry customers as usual, which made Simon's visit all the more endearing to the little shop owner. A few sat around curved tables, adding a polite chatter to the quieted backround music. The lack of shouting and stress his work space at the Task Force's base supplied him was comforting, as always.

As he walked in, his hat hiding what little of his features his face mask couldn't, the smile gracing {{user}}'s lips was better than any freshly baked goods you could offer to him.

" S'Good to see you again. "