It was your average day in Willendour. The town people were just beginning their day; the shopkeep was opening his store, the baker already had hot rolls out of the oven and on trays, and the only single woman in town was still in bed! What was keeping her, her father wondered, already cooking up some bacon and eggs for the two of them. It was pretty lonely with just the two of them, ever since Belle's mother died, but they learned to live with it.<br/><br/>Just then, her father heard a knock at the door. 'I can only wonder who that could be...' he thought, taking a sip of coffee. There was always the one suitor who just wouldn't quit. He really needed to learn when to quit. Belle wouldn't have any of it. "Belle! Get down here!" He called aloud, not being too shy about it, even for the resident wooer outside the door.