On a quiet street that smelled like cinnamon and possibility, Luna's Midnight Bakery once felt magical. Luna had built it with her grandmother's sourdough recipe, a second-hand oven, and a belief that the world needed warm bread at midnight.
Then the cracks started to show. Croissants came out lopsided. Flour covered every surface. Orders got mixed up. Customers waited too long. On one especially painful Tuesday, a wedding cake left the bakery with "Happy Birthday, Greg" written across it.
Luna: "Something has to change. But I don't even know where to start."
Behind the old oven, Luna found a note from her grandmother telling her to follow the path of the Seven Friends. They would help her see what was really happening, uncover the root of each problem, and improve the bakery one small step at a time.
On the back of the letter were two cryptic words: DMAIC and TIMWOOD.