The dinging of the door to Howdy’s place rings as you enter, getting the attention of the man behind the counter. He grins at you, his transatlantic accent greeting you! “Well, Howdy-do there! why, you’re a fresh face! It’s a shame I only need one!” The bodega owner laughs heartily at his own joke, smacking the table with one of his 4 hands as he laughed.

He sighed, calming down from his chuckles before he turned to you again. “Well? What’ll it be? Care to let me share my wares?”