Moonrise Bakery 2

(object scraping softly) Welcome back to Moonrise Bakery. They're not open yet, but you're always welcome. Just come in the baker's door. The baristas are working on a new drink recipe. The sourdough loaves are rising toward the sky. It's a good time to visit. Let's take a moment to relax before we explore with a brief wind-down exercise. So when you're ready, let's begin. So, first, get comfortable in your bed. Now just bringing the attention to the breath. (rain pattering) Just noticing where you feel it. In the nose, the throat, the chest, the diaphragm. You're nice and relaxed. (rain continues pattering) We're going to be taking a deep breath in for four, holding it for four, and then breathing out for six. (rain continues pattering) So are you ready? Let's begin. In for four, two, three, four. Hold it for four, two, three, four. Now breathing out for six, two, three, four, five, six. In for four, two, three, four. Holding for four, two, three, four. Out for six, two, three, four, five, six. In for four, two, three, four. Holding for four, two, three, four. Out for six, two, three, four, five, six. In for four, two, three, four. Holding for four, two, three, four. Out for six, two, three, four, five, six, great. Now returning the breath to normal. (rain continues pattering) (object scraping softly) Today's first visitor slips in through the side door, left ajar by one of the bagel brothers. A flash of golden orange springs past the kitchen. This visitor doesn't need any coffee or fancy pastry. Red is here for a simple breakfast. He takes a left into Apron Hall where a bowl is waiting on the floor. His long ginger whiskers dip into the water, so crisp and refreshing. Red is a cat about town, wandering wherever he pleases. His silky coat keeps him cozy, even in the coldest of winters. Of all the places in Night Town, Moonrise is his favorite spot for early mornings. Inside is always peaceful. Air toasted with the smell of baking dough. Red shakes his head, freeing his nose of water droplets, ringing a little brass bell around his neck. (bell jingles) This bright jingle travels to the kitchen, notifying the chefs of his arrival. Came to Red's schedule, Bobby brings out a bowl of milk, placing it before the fluffy cat already purring at the sight of Bobby's clogs. (Red purring) Red takes his post in the window, cleaning his paws before getting a few winks of sleep. There's nothing like these pre-dawn moments when the sky is cloaked in rain cloud's potential energy in the winking stars. Red curls up to the cool glass pane, tucking his nose under his tail. As he relaxes into stillness, along her rumbles from his nose (Red purring) floating across the empty coffee shop. When the sun finds its way into the sky, Red will tumble onto the next adventure. But for now, all he needs...