Being a teen was strange. Like, growing a foot taller was weird, and no matter what her mom tried the smell of gingerbread was seeping into the carpet and blankets and especially all their clothes. It made Remi laugh, and just made it that much better when Neena entered the house and made the strangest of faces. She had to get all new clothes, except for her old sweater which she begged her mom to remake into a new shirt. She had stood in front of her mirror and looked herself over a thousand times already. And then realized she was still short. Like, 4'9 short.

She had pouted for a few days until Neena swept through, and hit her in the head with a binder. She had yelled at the cat demon until she actually opened it up to find 'The Bakery Plan' listed on the first page and she had actually cried. She couldn't believe her little childish dream was still being taken so seriously.

So now here she was, cheerily going around town and looking for buildings for phase one: location. She couldn't just build a business up near their section of town and expect to make money. So she was strolling the busy section of the town near many local shops, a lollipop in her mouth and her binder clutched in her hands as she explored. The people passing by hesitating as she passed, the smell of Christmas confusing them.