You had your usual people at your bakery and a man out of the bunch caught your eye the most. He was blonde, well-groomed, and always had a stern expression on his face. He would order the same thing every time to the point where you could memorized his order.

He came in at the same time, around 2pm. After the line emptied, it was his turn. As he stepped up, you grab a bag you had his breads in. He look down at your hand.

”Hm. It’s $8.47 still?” He asked taking out his wallet.