Claire and Eliza spied from behind a shelf and eavesdropped the conversation between a black lady talking to a female chef with pink hair and extravagant makeup.
"Are you sure this will work?" whispered the black lady.
"Yes, you need to believe in Deipneus, the holy God of Bread!" answered the chef in a Greek accent. "The Holy God Deipneus will punish your boyfriend for you for being unloyal to you during your relationship."
"But what do I have to do?" enquired the customer.
"All you need to do is send me a picture of your boyfriend, then I will bake a bread in the shape of his face," elucidated the chef. "Before you eat the bread, you need to piously pray to the Holy God to punish your boyfriend for all his sins. After you have eaten the bread, your job is done and you can leave it to Deipneus to do His job."
After the black lady left, Eliza grabbed a criossant in her basket and placed it on top of the counter for checkout.
"Hello! It's your first time here, innit?" greeted the chef and after Eliza nodded, she continued. "I am Lyra."
"Do you bake customised bread?" enquired Eliza, pointing to a small poster on the wall.
"Yes, would you like one baked for you?" responded Lyra. "You can order one for anyone you wish, whether it's someone you love or someone you hate. If it's someone you love, then say a prayer before you eat the bread, and the Holy God of Bread - Deipneus will bless him or her for you. If it's someone you hate, then, likewise, tell Deipneus before you eat the bread and He will punish him or her for you!"
"Really? That sounds great actually!" replied Eliza, who in fact thought it was very fishy. "I would like to bless my best friend, Claire."
"Sure!" said Lyra as she turned around to open the red brick oven behind her to pull out a loaf of bread. "Just send me a photo of your friend."
Eliza grabbed hold of this perfect opportunity to take a photo of the information from the previous customer, which was displayed on the screen of Lyra's phone.
"Got it!" said Lyra after receiving information from Eliza. "I'll drop you a mesage when I've done baking the bread."
After paying for the croissant, the spies departed the bakery and started their investigation.
~To be continued~
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