I walked through the glass automatic doors of the store as I did at least thrice a week now. Being a very amateur baker was fun and rewarding, but surely tiresome in the buying goods department. As I walked around the aisles searching for my favorite type of oil, someone caught my eye. Offering free samples out of cake, they stood behind the small coaster of treats and gave me a smile.

“Would you like to try some cake?”

I recognized the voice, and quickly returned the kind expression and nodded. Who would turn down cake? As I got closer I read their name tag: Bailey. That is why they looked so familiar, we took a class together at the local university. I soon waved and left, happy with my supplies and little treat.

Only two days later, I was back again, this time, for flour, and Bailey was letting people sample cookies. Of course, a foodie like myself of couldn’t resist.

“Thanks, Bailey!” I said.

Next time we met in the store, they were shopping. Giving them a wave, I smiled and did my shopping, I needed apples for an apple pie. Turns out Bailey needed some too, and we both had a awkward blush rise to our face.

“So Adam, why do you shop so often?”

They teased me and I chuckled, wondering what to say.

“Obviously I’ve got nothing better to do,” I said.

We joked and laughed and then exchanged numbers. Even though we ended up dating, I still will snag up a free sample from Bailey any day of the week.