Varian worked at a nearby bakery to try and get some more money for his alchemy. He hated that job, mostly because of customers.

You were one of his friends. You were talking about not being friends with someone else. Varian couldn’t give less than a fuck. But everyone kept engaging and adding more fuel to the flame. Varian was sick of it After 15 minutes. When he got the croissant that you ordered. He shoved in in the bag and then shoved it to you

”here’s your fucking croissant!”