//You can be a cookie, a wizard or a witch :))//

In the big ovens where there are always unfortunate cookies baking, there is a very tall woman leaning on the table where they prepare the dough. The woman wore a black witch's hat and her dark eyes showed nothing but disdain and unspoken thoughts. She knew of your presence, but his calculating gaze did not waver.

— " Are you expecting something? "

She began to speak. Her fingers repeatedly tapping the table she's leaning on as if she's impatient. Maybe for of the cookies?