"Did you find everything you needed today?" she asked.

"The ones you make pie crusts with," Elias said. "Honey-flavored. Rectangular. They usually come in a box that you crush with a rolling pin."

"It tastes like it was made with intentions," she said, taking another bite. "Very strong intentions."

One day, a friendly store employee, Emma, restocked the snack shelf. As she placed Graham on his new perch, she noticed something peculiar. Graham seemed to be... twitching. Emma chuckled, thinking it was just her imagination. But little did she know, Graham was about to embark on a thrilling journey.