The baker raised his fingers. He was chopping assortments of boiled cow skin and tripes when Cedar came up with a new request. 

"A moment, okay." 

Baker was very detailed when it comes to a proper kitchen protocol, down to the smallest detail. No contaminations allowed even if it was just the aromas. A butter should smell like butter and Garlic should smell like garlic. So when they asked for garlic and butter, he first set aside his current chopping board, get a new one, wash the knife, and only by then he could start chopping the garlic. After securing the minced herb into a small glass saucer, he washed his hand again, kneeled, and brought up a small block of butter from a container and place it in a different sauce. 

Such an elaborated procedure understandably makes the process quite long, but thankfully the patron this time was very patient. 

"Here you go, pal." he chimed, exchanging a glance toward the young blonde boy who seemed to be getting along very well with the beastman. 

"And you must be Alec."  he said with a playful smirk, handing the boy a clean spoon. "Well of you go before that shieldmaiden of yours noticed."