[ If his appearance is anything to go by, it's honestly not a problem—she's seen a fair share of people being talented at unexpected things, so she won't be quick to judge. ]

You can bake? Like cake and cookies? [ Because oh boy, she can confidently say that she already likes him ten times more. Anyone who can make dessert and sweets is automatically a friend. Not that she won't make friends with someone who doesn't know how to bake, but this friendship does not require any persuasion.

Speaking of food... ]

Um, I think it was one of those general diners? The ones that have one of those big 'open' signs out front? I think it caught my eye because of how generic it looked—it only had the name 'restaurant' on the building in neon lights. I think there might have been a pie-shaped silhouette on one of the windows somewhere, too.

[ One would think that diners would be advertising their specialties, but nope. But hey, food is food, and that had been the only place she found so far—hopefully, there will be restaurants with more tasteful decoration. ]

I mean, we could find another place if we happen upon it, it doesn't have to be that one specifically. Food is food, right? Sorry, I think this place is messing with my head a little bit.

[ Or maybe it's the hunger. Probably the hunger. ]