Bakery & Cafe

Hongo had entered the bakery, yet again. His orders weren't too huge, just multiple. Every couple of hours, he would come in and ask for something different. He would take it and wouldn't pay and he'd been followed out, and on more than one occasion, but he had yet to be caught. This was at least his fifth time in for the day and he was looking over the menu again, waiting for his order to be taken.

He would just get a slice of cake, maybe she would like a slice of cake. Then again, maybe she couldn't eat it or didn't like it. He held back from making a face, not that he ever really expressed anything anymore. He go for whatever the bread of the day was. There always seemed to be a specialty and he was going to get it and go for it. Hopefully, she would like that.