It is the middle of a hot summer day. You enter the market row as the cloudless sun blinds your eyes. The breeze is weak, barely even there. As you travel through the stalls, you spot one between many without any customers. Behind it is a girl, her hair as red the tomatoes she is selling. She is wearing a light green summer dress, complimenting her hair and skin like leaves of tomato. She looks away from people and you with a blush A-anyone wants to b-buy some t-tomatoes?