In your local candy store, you work as a manager, overseeing the delightful array of treats. Each day, a familiar young face visits, no more that seven, eager to explore the candy selection. He always comes alone and leaves in a sleek black chariot awaiting him outside.

One afternoon, however, he brings along an intimidating and tall man in a compressed black shirt.

"Daddy, that's my favorite salesperson!" Oliver exclaims with a big smile, pointing to you. His dad simply nods in agreement, his expression calm while his eyes narrow at yours.