The air was laden with the sweet aroma of pastries.
Perhaps it was the whisper of that delicious scent that roused the tiny sleeping girl in his pocket, for she suddenly popped her head out. Her eyes gleamed with excitement as she looked at the exquisite cakes in the shop windows on either side of the street and asked, "Mr. Leonard Churchill, are we going to eat something tasty?"
Leonard Churchill looked at Ivan, a flicker of intrigue in his gaze, and smiled, "Yes, let's fill our stomachs first."
Ivan leaped from the pocket and perched on Leonard's head, exclaiming with excitement, "Yay!"
Having agreed, Leonard led the little foodie leisurely into the cake shop.
It was just as well that he had given all the supplies to Lenny; his own space needed restocking too.
Leonard then began to sweep up goods along the street.
Before long, a certain little girl with a now bulging belly was back to sleeping in his pocket.
Leonard then started on his own preparations.
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