Once again, she got hated glares, and some spit at her feet, and once again she ignored it all, heading right for the bakery. The shopkeeper was greatly startled to see her, even more that she wasn't there to threaten or curse anyone. One loaf for one coin, that was all.

The shopkeeper was hesitant - was the coin cursed? Where did she even get it from? - but eventually they relented, and wrapped up a left loaf. Pleased, Magica tucked it into her basket.

But others in the shop began to whisper - the witch had gold...? Had she been keeping it all this time? Did she have more, hidden away?