Pies(Celeste)

[Seayn]

Seayn had a rumbly in his tummy, the rumbly that only pies could satisfy. He had searched all over town for this legendary pie shop that everyone said was the best. He'd heard that Madame Celeste baked the best pies in all of Hyrule. That was a pretty big claim but he had no problem checking to see if it was the truth. The only problem was that it took him quite some time to find the bakery. He'd never been there before and he was horrible with directions so he ended up wandering around the entire city before he managed to make it to the mythical shop of yummy.

Seayn entered the door, poking his head in to see who was there. He was immediately entranced by the sight and smell of food. He approached, his eyes glued to what was soon going to be in his stomach. He looked from side to side, sniffing rather loudly. He was quite oblivious to his surroundings. He began to try to decide which one looked best. He rummaged a hand through his pouch of rupees without looking, making sure that he had brought enough for more than a few pies. He finally broke his gaze away from the treats to look for the proprietor of the shop. He looked around the shop, attempting to take in the sights other than the pies, since this would be his only chance before being entranced by delicious food again.

[Madame Celeste Ambrose]

The sound of a giant, heavy cleaver could be heard coming from the back, where customers could not see. Whack, whack, whack it went, against the large wooden cutting board. Miss Ambrose heard the jingling of the bell on the door amidst the loud pounding of her cleaver. "Just one moment, please!" What exactly was she doing? Preparing the ingredients for her pies, of course. It was quite easy to finish this task quickly, for her ingredients were rather squishy and easy to cut... Though it was a messy job. When she finished chopping the meat into chunks, she wiped off what one could only assume to be some strawberry or raspberry jam onto her apron.

Ambrose began to hum a soft tune as she made her way out from the back of the store, still wiping off the last bits of that "jam" from her fingers. With a friendly enough smile, she leaned over the counter and gazed at the large man. "What can I get for you, sweetie?"

[Seayn]

Seayn frowned at the unpleasant sound coming from the back of the store. A large blade slapping against some surface, probably in preparation of making some kind of food or another. From how loud it was, he assumed that it must quite a bit bigger than the average kitchen utensil. He waited patiently for the owner of the shop to be ready to come to the front of the store. The cook looked to be rather ordinary, although perhaps a little bit too frivolous with some kind of jam. The young knight examined her for a moment, pursing his lips as he thought. Seayn had thought that whoever worked here would be more... amply endowed, although that was just an assumption.

The young man scratched his chin thoughtfully, his eyes once again roaming. "I'm not quite sure. What would you recommend?" Seayn doubted that there was any one that knew more about the food here than the person that prepared it, so who would know what tasted better? He inhaled deeply, taking in the aroma. The young man clasped his hands together, looking as delighted as a child in a shop full of candy.