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The customer turns around. It's a woman with strawberry blonde hair done up in a bun. Everything she's wearing looks like it hasn't been washed in a while, especially the tattered scarf around her neck.
"Oh, hello!" she says. "How do you do?"
"Uh, very well, thank you." Harrison replies. "How are you?"
"I am doing quite fine as well, thank you. This is a nice bakery."
"Thank you, however this nice bakery is also closed. I'm sorry." He pauses, and points towards the door. "Did you not see the sign?"
The woman looks to the door. "It says 'open'."
"Yes, but on the other side..."
She flips over the sign. "Oh, I see. It was flipped the wrong way!"
"No, it's the right way," Harrison interjects. "The word 'closed' is facing outside, so people wanting to come in know that the store is closed."
"Is that so?" she says. "Well, my friend told me this place was open all afternoon."
"Yes, usually it is," Harrison nods. "My boss is out right now, though, so, uh, there is no one to... man the store."
"Well, you're here, aren't you? Would you mind taking an order for me?"
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