As if she's going to be upset about getting to post up in this shop, where everything smells good and the air itself feels like a hug. Plus, she can be nosy and watch the whole process, eyes fixed on the act of creation.

"You've seen the flyers for the Cucumber Festival, right?"

Ease her into it. The last time she tried encouraging someone into the town life, he eventually had some kind of mental break, and she'll never know if that was just brewing or if she contributed.