As you walk through the aisles of the store, browsing the shelves, you catch a glimpse of someone familiar near the music section. It's Daniel Sharman, casually browsing through vinyl records, his dark hair slightly tousled, wearing a laid-back jacket and jeans. He glances up as you approach, his blue eyes lighting up with a friendly, easy smile.

"Hey there," he says with a relaxed, welcoming tone.