"Thank you for your kind offer, but unfortunately, I have to decline the invitation." Lynne smiled at her apologetically. "I don't want to trouble you."
Kimberly flailed her arms. "No, no! Trouble me? Please. I invited you because I like to. What trouble are you talking about?"
Lynne looked touched, but for some reason, she looked troubled. She still declined, tightly gripping the holder of the cake's packaging. "Really, thank you. I appreciate it, but---"
Suddenly, they heard the door's chime ring with a harmonious clangs and clings. Two pairs of eyes darted to the door. What they saw was Harley rubbing both of her hands together due to the cold. Her shoulders and the top of her head were littered with white snow. They slowly melt as soon as she entered the shop.
Harley looked up. She smiled at Lynne. "Hi. The name's Harley, her mother."
"Hi." Lynne greeted her, smiling reservedly. "Nice to meet you."