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[failowner]

[You may suddenly notice a quaint little shop in the area, with a sign hanging above the door that reads "Antique". A man in black and white and an apron is standing outside, with a bright smile on his face.]

We all eat cake during our happiest moments. Why don't you come and be happy with us?

Welcome, one and all, to Camp F'You D's Antique.

Comments

[faildater]

Nicely done, Master.

[draaaaaapes]

[failowner]

[shoves]

Yeah, well, less of the touching! We want to give a good first impression.

[faildater]

Being friendly is setting a good impression, isn't it?

[failowner]

Being friendly, yes. Being gay, no.

[benddeyada]

[-- you were not there on Aang's morning walk yesterday. HOWEVER]

You're a bakery?

[faildater]

That's right. Welcome~

[failowner]

[geezus what is with your head]

... uh, we own this bakery, yes.

[ttlygullible]

*cake you said*

[faildater]

[THIS MAN IS LIKE... SEVERAL METERS AWAY FROM YOU]

[ttlygullible]

*... weird, but okay. Distracted by the cake*

[faildater]

[sob I wanna hide]

[thispersnickety]

Now that's more like it. I can always go for some cake.

[faildater]

Of course. Master will give you whatever you want right away.

[thispersnickety]

At what kind of price? Problem with this place is that you end up sorta strapped for cash.

[faildater]

[speaking from a distance]

Ask the owner!

[tis_allgood]

Aye? And it just so happens I've many things to celebrate.

[faildater]

You must be a lucky man indeed.

[tis_allgood]

Say true. And it seems my luck has just landed me something particularly sweet.

[faildater]

Well, I do my best.