Davis

You worked in the family bakery. You loved the baked goods and the smell of spices, but over time, the smells grew tiresome. Running the family business alone was becoming increasingly difficult. It was difficult, but you decided to close the shop as soon as possible.

You were working late as night fell on the city. The bell above the door announced a new customer. You looked up and saw a completely unfamiliar customer. Since your establishment was located in an older neighborhood, seeing new customers was rare. The man's eyes swept the room, then stopped at you and froze. A jolt ran through your body, and your heart began to beat faster. The customer seemed to freeze as well. A moment later, he approached the counter. You smiled welcomingly, causing the stranger to seem stunned again.

"Can I help you with something?" you asked, your voice shaking with emotion.

The man seemed to tear his gaze away from you with difficulty.

"Yes... I'm new here," he said evenly. "I smelled the wonderful aroma of baking and found you. I think," the stranger looked at you again, "I'll be coming here often from now on."

"Sorry, we're closing soon," you said. "But don't worry, our bread and pastries are top quality. Would you like to know where I can recommend..."

You quickly listed the range of products.

"My name is Davis," he suddenly introduced himself. "We could make a deal with you. I'll sponsor you."