Annie furrowed her brows, "You know me?" She held her chest.
"Of course, who doesn't know Annie the baker in the whole of New York City?" She sat back in her chair.
She gave a sigh of relief, "Oh, that."
She stood up, "My name is Ariel." She stretched out her hand for a handshake.
"Nice to meet you Ariel." She shook her hands.
"Let's sit down huh?" Ariel said.
They both sat down.
"Okay, I've been hearing a lot about you these few months I've settled here. I've heard that your pastries are really nice." She smiled.
"Oh yeah. It's just by the grace of God." She smiled.
"Mmh... Okay."
"So I wanna organise a party in a few days and I want you to be the one in charge of all the pastries."
"Oh, Sure. I can do that." She nodded.
