"HONEY!" I yell, carrying a bucket overflowing with the liquid gold.
Startled, the book shop keeper notices my unique (if not eccentric) bee keeper outfit complete with wings, and politely responds, "Pardon?"
"Sorry, miss. I'm the weekly delivery lady. I bring honey, milk, and any other supplies that the local shops might need. This week's supply of honey just came in." I pause to scoop of a bit of honey with my finger and taste it, "And I'd recommend this batch with a good mystery novel, a cup of @Ariella_Newheart's lemon tea, and maybe some English biscuits. Where should I set this, miss?"
Having not been notified of such a delivery service, the book shop keeper was slightly confused as she responded...