"I don't think that's advertising so much as a natural consequence of this... being a bakery," Mithrun answers bluntly.

The second part of what the man says gives him more pause - to the point that he fully doesn't seem to get what Sylvain is talking about until he glances down to keep sweeping, and gets a look at what he's wearing. Right. That. "...My presence here is definitely not advertising, either. Were you going to buy something?"