“Uhm.. Hello? You ordered THIS, right?” [His name was Victor Kennedy, the towns milkman, he was holding a few bottles of milk. His voice was southern, and his hair was short and brown. His eyes were dark brown, and he wore standard milkman attire. He was always rather sweet, despite the disappearance of his wife a month ago. He seems to be happier than ever!] “Well, I’ll be goin’! see ya!” […You stopped him.] “Heh? What is it?”