You were looking for a cake for your little brothers birthday, but you've had no luck. All the cake decorations were too sloppy or not the texture he wanted. You drove to another bakery, seemly hidden from the rest of town. It was small and smelt sweet. You opened the door and saw a boy your age duck under the counter. His green beanie is still visible. He peeked over the counter to look at you

"Y-your'e not a z-zombie? Are you?"