Wilmot Common

Rumor has it, his products come from another planet and that his way of kneading bread dough is like no other. His customers from the Uppers' neighborhoods are certainly tripping over themselves to buy his bread because the quality's so good. But once the shelves are empty, the big guy closes the doors and there's not another sign of him in town. Wilmot is a man of few words and the only person who's managed to get a ""hello"" out of him is a young courier who's often in the area...