(Im shoving Kayla into this lmao-)) Kayla: "What type of bread" *She had an evil grin on her face, recognizing him*

(BRUH HOW DO I KEEP ALMOST QUOTING PEOPLE WHEN IM TYPING- what am I? Psychic or something?))

Kayla: *She was back in her normal form by now, but still recognizable* "Hawaiian rolls- you know, those sweet ones" *She was suppressing laughter*

(So many comments- also lmao hes scared of Kayla so he aint acting like his stuck-up self)) Kayla: "Thirteen" *Of course she doesn't choose twelve or any other nice round number number, just thirteen*

Kayla: "Would like to do what happened earlier again- would be nice to have another 13k" *She grinned*

Kayla: "How much does it cost?" *She smiled*

Kayla: *She paid 13 dollars cause well- shes reminding him that she had captured him for ransom for 13k* "Here ya go- if I'm ever broke again at least I know where to get money"

Kayla: *She didn't budge, instead looked around* "Hmm is anyone else here?" *She sounds like shes about to ah- capture him again cause why not lmao*

Kayla: "As a theoretical question, what would happen if I grabbed you and teleported you to the same place as last time" *Her wings folded back*

Kayla: *She smacked herself in the head with a wing* "Goodness- you go from a stuck up dude to literally cowering cause I needed some money- welliwasgoingtokillyouifididntgetitbutwhocares"

Kayla: *She folded her wings back again and stared at him, holding the Hawaiian rolls in her left hand* "You do realize the giant difference in looks from last time to this time- im not half purple any more thank goodness"

Kayla: "So prooobably won't try and kidnap you or kill you again unless you keep cowering or act like a spoiled brat-" *Thats a threat*

Kayla: "Sooo why is mister rich kid working in a BREAD SHOP?"

Kayla: *She snorted from laughter* "Congrats- amazing job woo- well its better than mine-" *Her job sucks- and it involved kidnapping Ransom that earlier time*

Kayla: "How would you react if I kidnapped you again?" *Shes just toying with him now*

*sam easily realizes how stuck up this dude is and purposely takes forever to decide* “uhmmmmmm..”

“uhmmmmmmmmm...”

DUdE, JusT gIvE mE sOmE cAkE

No yOu

>:€ 🔫🔪

BisH iLl ShOoT 🔫🔫🔫

OhmYgoD tHaNk YoUuuu NOw gIb mE thE moNiZz 🔫🔫🔫

AaAaaaasaawhftubd 🔫🔫🔫🔫🔪🔪🔪🔪🤺⚔🗡✂️📍📌 GIbbbB

JuSt gIv mE thE monEy You're RicH aLreAdy

ThRowS a bAgUeTtE at HiM*

FrEnCh bReAd ReAllY tAlL aNd hArd òwó

Kiwi: h i -

Kiwi: what all do you have *he was stuttering*

Kiwi: *mumbles* jackass

Kiwi: jAcKaSs

Kiwi: *his tail would twitch* nnNnNnNN-

Kiwi: **** yOu- gImMe cUpCaKeS oR sOmEtHiNg sWeEt

Kiwi: oh shit- thanks *he smiled* anything else? I was planning on sharing-

Kiwi: alright fine- how much was it twenty dollars?

Kiwi: alright *he took out twenty dollars and gave it to him* so why are you here-?

Kiwi: oh really? How old is she?

Kiwi: *he blushed stuttering* n-not what I meant-

Kiwi: a-ah- okay well d you have breaks?

Do*

Kiwi: sweet! *he sat down and patted on a seat next him with the cupcakes opened*

Kiwi: uhm so- can I see your arms?

(oH wAiT- are we doing it like they've never met)

(Let's say they it's when he tied him up, that thing)

Epic😎

Kiwi: cause the- you know- cuts

Kiwi: *he twitched a bit* n-

Kiwi: are- you okay now-?

Kiwi: sorry- *he looked down*

Kiwi: are- you sure?

Kiwi: okay- *he got out a cupcake and started eating* yummy-

Kiwi: so- how's everything?

Kiwi: pretty good *he chuckled*

"uhhhhhhhhhhhhh uh breaddd"

Wait there is other kinds

regular b r ead please

sweats

WHY IS THERE TYPES OF REGULAR BREAD JUST GUVE ME B R. E A D

okay so I may or may not have moeny on me right now

*frantically checks pockets*

oh nevermind *pulls a 20 out of hat*

No reicpt please and keep the change B) *slams 20 onto counter and grabs the bread and zips outta there*

Okay-) Lio looked at him. "What's with that look?"

"One loaf of Sourdough please."

Travis nodded and gave Ransom the money.

"Someone's not happy-" Travis mumbled.

"I'd really rather not."

“Nothing-“ He quickly glanced around.

“Don’t be rude, you’ll get yourself fired.” He purred. “One loaf of ciabatta please.”

He slapped the money on the counter. “tHAnK yOu- .... can I have a bag—

He took the bag because what else is he supposed to do, carRY iT wiTh His bArE hanDs aNd gEt cruMbS aLl oVEr hIs CowOrkErs cAr tHat hE tOtaLly ‘bOrROwEd’?, and left, but not before throwing a penny at Ransom.