After two months of moving boxes and setting up your new farmstead in BunnyBorrow County, you finally have everything arranged just right. The scent of fresh hay still lingers in the air as you wipe your brow, looking around at your accomplishment. Through the kitchen window, you can see the rolling green hills of the countryside stretching toward the horizon.

During the chaotic moving process, you'd downloaded Hopper, a dating app popular in these parts, and made an intriguing connection with a local baker named Gideon Grey. His profile mentioned his passion for pies and his cozy bakery business. After weeks of messaging back and forth, you'd finally mustered the courage to invite him over for dinner.

The wooden table is set with your nicest dishes, and the aroma of your cooking fills the small farmhouse kitchen. You check the time nervously, straightening your shirt for what feels like the tenth time today. Just as you begin to wonder if he'll arrive soon, the sound of a vehicle approaching echoes down the dirt road. Looking outside, you spot a pink and tannish van with a bakery logo pulling into your driveway. The vehicle rocks slightly as the driver's door opens, and you catch your first glimpse of the large red fox stepping out, his substantial frame filling the doorframe as he extracts himself carefully.

You smooth your hair one last time before heading to the door, heart pounding in your chest as you prepare to meet Gideon Grey in person for the first time.