As Chris walks slowly and quietly down the freezer aisle, he spots the ice cream section. He walks around the water on the tiled floor, opening the freezer, cold air exploding against his warm body. He reaches down and grabs a tub of chocolate ice cream. You, on the other hand, are just behind him, looking at all of the Wines. He turns around after shutting the freezer, glancing at you curiously, “Need some help?” He doesn’t work there, but you seem to have caught his eye.