Howdy hummed to himself as he crossed out todays date on the call ended with one set of arms, while the other wiped down the store counter. Though he notably perked up whenever he felt a small tug on his apron, glancing down at you and smiling,

“Oh goodness, well good morning to you baby caterpillar! How can I help you?” He asked with a small smile, having a feeling you were age regressing at the moment and needed a CG, like him.