She was about to go on, when Mark shoved a tray in front of her and she gave him a bit of a mock salute. It was all for fun, though, since Mark had no seniority over her in this place: they had gotten their certificates around the same time and while he was the main baker, this was her bakery. “We wear white cotton, double breasted and mandarin collared coats, as you can see,” she said, gesturing to her own traditional chef’s coat, that had been tailored more feminine and to fit her. “Black or checkered trousers for you and solid shoes.” Right now she was wearing black trousers, but when the shop opened and she had to go there, she changed the trousers for a black and white checkered dress worn under the chef’s coat to give it a less formal look. “We have some out back, though let me know if you need a different size, and it’s your choice if you want to wear a hairnet or a fitted cap. No hairnets in the shop, though, but you won’t start out there, so we’ll get to that later.”