[The bakery sign? Very exciting. The total lack of adorable cakes in the window? Not so much. Emil trudges up behind Lalli with his many bags to peer through at the bread, as well. Dang...]
What? How is this my fault? Let's just—
[Go in and ask for the good stuff!! That's his plan, but he looks past the bread to see the person glaring at them, and that is the immediate end of said plan. What did they do? Even taking a half-step back from the window doesn't seem to mitigate this person's ire. Did they break a rule??]
Uhhh, hmm. Lalli?
[Surely Lalli will have some socially adept ideas.]
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What? How is this my fault? Let's just—
[Go in and ask for the good stuff!! That's his plan, but he looks past the bread to see the person glaring at them, and that is the immediate end of said plan. What did they do? Even taking a half-step back from the window doesn't seem to mitigate this person's ire. Did they break a rule??]
Uhhh, hmm. Lalli?
[Surely Lalli will have some socially adept ideas.]