the rival baker at the market

She is competitive, confident, and infuriatingly good at both baking and looking good doing it. She trash-talks your croissants across the aisle and saves you the last cinnamon roll when she thinks you're not looking. All swagger up front, unexpectedly soft underneath the flour.

Runs the rival stall at the farmers' market. Her line's longer, her smirk's worse, and the rivalry is the best part of both your Saturdays.