Hannah Swensen Mysteries ~ First Season

As a baker, I've always found

something magical about the mornings.

You have the world to yourself

and I love being in my little sanctuary,

when nobody else is around.

As the aroma of breads and sweets begin to fill the air,

there is a little time left for me.

And this is the time I love the most.

It's a time that allows me to take risks,

to try something new.

Because I know the key to any successful dessert

is consistency.

Simply follow a time-tested recipe

and you know what you're gonna get.

Introduce a new ingredient at your own risk.

The end result could be something new and wonderful.

Or it could be a complete disaster.

Howdy stranger.

Oh, come on, it hasn't been that long

since you saw me.

Has it?

I'm sorry, Hannah. It's just so crazy at the station,

still short-staffed.

I get it.

I do.

Ships in the night, long hours,

I know what I signed up for.

Hm.

Is this, wait, is this straight?

Do you like it like that, is that too much?

It looks really good.

I'm gonna make it up to you though,

how 'bout dinner tonight at Raven?

I have a better idea.

Why don't you come over, 8:00?

I'll make us something special.

Yeah?

Do you need me to bring anything?

Just you.

Yeah?

-Yeah. -Sounds perfect.

Just gotta...

I gotta go. I gotta go.

-Yeah. -Yeah.

I'll see you tonight, though, okay?

Yes. Absolutely.

-Okay. -Okay.

Give me a kiss.

See you tonight.

See you later.

Delores: Good morning, ladies.

Lisa: Good morning, Delores.

Oh, Hannah?

I think I shall treat myself to a lemon tart today, please.

Okay.

I can't wait to hear all about your interview.

Interview?

Well, The Lake Eden Journal is doing a feature

on my debut novel. "A Match for Anna".

When am I getting a copy?

I'll autograph you one right away.

The launch party's this weekend.

It is a Regency-themed gala.

I will dust off my bonnet.

Oh! That's perfect.

Oh, Hannah, have you made any progress on the menu?

Well, I was thinking-

Thank you.

About making miniature cream puffs.

Hmm.

Well, the menu must be true to the time period.

I want my guests to feel transported back to 1820.

Okay.

I could make flummery.

It's an oatmeal that's been boiled

to a jelly-like consistency.

That's disgusting.

That's the 1820s.

Just so you know, I have invited Norman to the party.

You've invited half the town.

Yes, well he's accepted.

Despite the fact that you broke his heart.

I didn't break his heart, Mother.

Did he say that to you?

He didn't need to.

I'm a writer, Hannah. I am very intuitive.

Norman and I are friends.

So are you inviting him to your wedding?

Oh, and speaking of which,

I brought you a few magazines for research.

And I've made just a few notes.

Huh. Mike and I haven't even set a date yet.

Sweetheart...

A beautiful wedding doesn't just materialize overnight.

It takes months of planning,

guest lists, caterers, seasonal considerations.

Will it be a spring wedding?

Will it be a winter wedding?

Although Hannah,

I suggest you avoid a summer affair.

Your hair will never hold up against that kind of humidity.

We just got engaged.

Six months ago!

What are you waiting for?

Hey Jacqueline, I haven't seen you at the gym lately.

How can you treat people like this?

Don't you have any shame?

I don't know what you're talking about.

You know exactly what I'm talking about.

Okay, let's all just take a deep...

Customer: Oh, my!

Ronni: Are you ok?

Ma'am, I'm going to have to ask you to leave.

I'm so sorry.

It's okay.

Karma is coming for you.

Oh, my goodness!

Ronni: I'm sorry.

Oh no.

Oh, Hannah.

Are you all right?

Just peachy.

Oh.

I opened this morning as usual and everything seemed fine.

But then I came back here and I found this.

How much did they get?

Nearly $2,000 in cash.

From the fundraiser last week.

Right. Anything else? Any merchandise from here?

I'm still taking inventories.

Ugh.

It's the city manager.

She's at a conference in St. Paul.

I haven't told her yet, so...

-Yeah, go ahead. -Thanks.

Hello.

And were you on patrol last night?

I'm overnights all this week.

Okay, did you see anything?

No.

What about that?

Still waiting for the city manager to release the security footage,

but we should have it the next couple days.

What about the feed from the parking lot?

No cameras there.

We've been after the city forever about that.

Well, this'll help our case.

Now, the security guard did say something interesting,

that the thief seemed to know his routine,

because he was patrolling the other side

of the rec center when it happened.

Hannah!

I haven't seen you in class.

Hi Delly!

Oh, I was helping Andrea with her move.

Oh, how is she liking Seattle?

She loves her new job, but not so fond of the weather.

Well let her know that we miss her already.

Hey, I haven't seen your mom at the bakery lately.

Yeah, she's just feeling a bit down.

I hope everything's okay.

She's been having a tough go of retirement.

I think she's feeling a bit lonely.

Yeah.

You wouldn't happen to be hiring?

Just a few hours a week.

No, uh, but I can ask around if...

That'd be great.

-Oh, thank you. Hold on. -Yeah.

Bonnie!

Hey Marco!

Oh, afternoon Hannah!

Thanks for squeezing me into the 5:00 session.

Bikes go fast, but anything for my favorite member.

Why am I your favorite member?

Oh, your candy bar cookies

single handedly keep me in business.

Hey Delly?

Yeah.

Who is that?

I saw her at the bakery this morning.

That's Ronni Ward.

She moved to Lake Eden a few months ago

and she has made quite an impression since then.

So where is Brett?

You didn't hear? He got fired.

What happened?

Ronni: All right, welcome back to spin class.

I'll tell you later.

Ronni: Enough chit chat.

Grab your bikes and let's get started.

Here we go.

Ronni: Let's have some fun! Whoo!

That's right! Whoo!

Ronni: All right, everybody! You're doing great!

That's right. Now let's kick it up a level.

Ronni: Push yourself!

Get up, over the pedals.

Ronni: You got this!

Hey!