A question floated to the baker about their diet breads and a look of confusion was received. After a short talk Baron laughed to himself and ordered a box of doughnuts all for himself! He waited the anointed time and when it was time to pay he paid well, with a light tip for the baker even! He took his box of goodies and jogged out of the store, the pink box infront of him a collection of doughnuts in his grasps. He ordered a variety thus no more than in the box of twelve would be alike. He couldn't wait to dig in, thus he would continue to jog letting out an enthusiastic roar as he felt the burn in his legs signal that he was pushing himself harder than usual.
He stopped at a bench and opened his box, "Oh yeah baby, this is what I want, hot, steamy, delicious, mouth watering D-nuts. What would ruin this moment?"