It was a beautiful day. Regardless, his face looked solemn as he made his way through the small row of shops.
As part of a charity event for the community, the church was organizing a sort of gathering for the townsfolk to enjoy. The majority was done out of the goodness of their hearts, including paying for the food and refreshments that would be served on that day. It was meant to bring the community closer together, and to also remind them that their church and clergy were still there to support them and guide them.
Point in case: while his acolytes took care of the other aspects of the event, he was in charge of organizing the catering of pastries and sweets. The bishop had asked for a specific bakery out of all the ones available in town, and the priest cared too much for the bishop to argue: even though going out of his way like this was a chore, for sure.
He had to admit that the place was welcoming. It looked like a pleasant little place, and the smells were especially fresh and tempting. While not being much of a sweet tooth himself, the priest had to admit he was almost tempted to try a bite or two.
Gluttony wasn't the purpose of his visit, however. "Hello?" he said hesitantly as he approached the counter. His religious outfit certainly made him stand out, but apart from that, he looked like a normal man. "I'm looking for a catering service?"