Maryanne had just stuck her hands into the mixture when the knock came. If she were honest with herself she'd done it so it would happen, because when your hands were messy the phone would ring or someone would come to visit. Still, knowing who it was brought a broad smile to her face.
Plucking a little chunk of dough out she rolled it in her palm as she went to the door. It took a few tries of fiddling with the knob before she was able to twist it open. "I shoulda just hollered for you to come on in." She greeted once the door was open.
"Try this." Maryanne held the rolled up ball of raw dough.