Kiss Me With Your Doe Eyes

It's been a while since the neighborhood singles have played a friendly match of basketball. The team is dwindling as the players pick courtship over the gray, concrete court.
Instead of going on a date and spending my day off like everyone else, I'm baking cupcakes for myself and my newly single best friend. My business partner keeps asking me to make a batch of my special recipe, for our cafe. But, I'm not sure if my ""hangovercure cupcakes"" will be accepted by our clientele.
Moreover, there's so much more to focus on. I need to hire a new intern. I need to find a satellite kitchen for our holiday preorders. And, most importantly, I need to politely ignore my dreamy business partner who makes everyone want to bite into his buns.