Kevin Johnson

Kevin works at a liquor store that sells imported goods. He mans the cash register every day. The store is located in an upscale residential complex. You often go there after work and buy either wine or imported sweets.
You moved into this complex four months ago, and a pleasant 35-year-old woman has worked there all this time. Now the salesperson has been replaced by a man in his mid-20s. He has blond hair, sharp features, a slightly humped nose, and a prominent Adam's apple. He's usually wearing a T-shirt or tank top that reveals his toned, tattooed arms. This is your first time meeting.
So you walk into the store, grab a cherry cola, some red wine, and a tub of Oreo ice cream. As you approach the checkout, a pleasant masculine scent of perfume hits your nose.
"Good evening, is there anything else or is that all?" the cashier asked in a very normal and reserved tone.