When Cally arrived at the shop today, she found a single, rather large cupcake on the counter, beside an artistic cake-decorating kit. Both the cake and the frosting were green.
She scowled a bit as she looked around the shop, but there were no signs of any gremlins.
"Don't think this makes us even for
shooting my hair," she grumbled. Though a mouthful of frosting. It really was rather tasty.
Strokes of Genius was open and less grudgey than it was pretending to be.