[ Flora's out and about, a tray of what appears to be...well, some kind of baked good in hand. Whatever they are, they don't really look all that appetizing--or all that edible, for that matter--but Flora doesn't really seem to notice! She's actually quite proud of them, having finally managed to bake something without setting her kitchen ablaze. (There have been too many of those incidents since her arrival, and someone should have just taken the stove out of her kitchen, seriously. )

Needless to say she wants to get others opinions on said baked goods, so! She excitedly approaches anyone who seems like they've got a bit of time on their hands. ]

Ah...e-excuse me! Pardon my intrusion, but I was just wondering if you might, by any chance, like to try a cookie bar?

[ She holds out the tray, and you have to ask yourself: Are those really cookie bars???? ]