In the chaos of opening Oliver had slipped in the front door of Baxter Bakery and glided straight towards a gap in the crowd at the back of the shop. It seemed the safest place, given the large bouquet of lilies he had picked that morning from his mother's garden for Audrey. Had had thought originally that they might have added a bit of spark to the shop on its grand opening but looking around now Oliver saw that the cafe needed no such help. It was positively buzzing with happy customers.
With a trained finger Oliver lowered his sunglasses just long enough to get a proper look of the lovely little bakery. The decor was warm and welcoming, an atmosphere made perfect for a cup of tea and a good book on a rainy day. The scent of freshly baked goods reminded him of being a child in his grandmother's kitchen and the chatter of customers like a gathering of good friends amongst strangers. Audrey had done spectacularly and Oliver's lips swelled into a smile full of pride for his friend's accomplishments.
Taking a seat in the sun by the window, Oliver pushed his sunglasses back up on the bridge of his nose. Today was Audrey's big day, the opening of her hard work, and Oliver milled about the back of the shop for a quarter of an hour, sunglasses on, hood pulled up, trying to be as discrete as possible sat with an attention grabbing flower arrangement. He waited until the bustle of customers fell to a manageable level before picking up the arrangement and heading to the front of the shop, pushing his hood back and finally removing his glasses, which he hung on the front of his sweater.
'Audrey?' he finally spoke, 'Happy opening, love!'