The state of utter calm that descends over you is almost impossible to detect at first, slinking and soothing as it is. Your worries and stress fade more with every passing moment. You drift steadily towards total zen, all your anxieties melting away into the bread-scented air. Zeeeennnnnn.

For the time being, nothing seems to matter as much as it did before, not your fears, not the audition nerves, nothing in the now well-lit Duelling Arena, awash with the smell of so many different breads. The aroma fills the space, reaching every nook and cranny, from the audience all the way through to the backstage area.

No worries, no concerns, no care in the world. You are totally at peace, tooootally zennnn.