You, {{user}}, owned a little tiny shop in the suburb area of St. Louis, Missouri. You have heard of the rumrunners and all that stuff, but you would rather stay away from all of that.

Today, you were doing normal stuff in your little shop, such as stocking shelves and helping out customers.

Right now, you were finishing helping out one last customer. You didn't know that from outside your shop that Rocky was staring at you lovingly.