The Fatuity Mystery Motive Guide

The butter was whipped a touch too soon, and the sugar fell short by a quarter ounce. The berries weren't fully ripe, and even the sparrows refused to take a bite of this. / But never mind, rest a while by the fire's warmth. / The bread will be baked, one way or another. Once it's out of the oven, she'll turn those peculiar flavours into something called "happiness".