*scowl*

What's got you in such a bad mood? You're going to scare away the customers.

Can you blame me? I just...I can't stop thinking about it...

Last week, she left without ever even mentioning Christmas cake.

She had to know we'd have a limited supply. She probably never had any intention of ordering one in the first place.

But there's no way a connoisseur of confection like her wouldn't want a Christmas cake this time of year, right?

I suppose so.

So that means she must be getting one from somewhere else!

*dooom*

When I think of her eating a cake made by some other man, my vision starts to go dark...

Those are some worrying symptoms.