141-Hagglin' Hustle

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[Excel's out on the street with a merchant-style cart set up, lined with pies, cakes, and other assorted pastries. She's enthusiastically selling this stuff, having just landed a (temporary, for reasons likely to be addressed in this post if all goes well) part-time job at a local bakery hocking its goods streetside. The

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[And here would be Angelica, having been just walking casually but now curious. Cakes... those remind her of something. But what? Of course she must take a closer look (that cake, yeah that one right there, looks good) at the desserts. Not to say that the "COME BUY CAKES AND STUFF" isn't something that's a big attention grabber.]

Do they come in boxes?

[[ooc; This reminds me of a bake sale I was once a part of... maaaybe. And a pizza sale while we're at it.]]

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[pitfallen]

They come in whatever you want if you got enough money, valued customer.

[OOC: Hohoho~. I can guarantee they're not yellow cakes or whatever that terrorist thing is]

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Hm...

[She thinks, seriously thinks, with her hands folded in front of her. A few ideas come to mind, a few dim memories... And then a figurative light bulb. Angelica's got it and knows why desserts are oh so intriguing at this point in time.]

Do you have small cakes?

[For emphasis she draws a smallish circle in the air, though the size she indicates it a little too big for a small cake... So that'd make it a large, right? But too small for that, let's try medium.]

[[ooc; I know what you're talking about but the name escapes me... just maybe.]]

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... Uh... Yeah. Sure.

[Getting out one of the medium cakes, scratching "small" onto it but leaving the tag]

This good enough?