As you make your way through the aisles of the quaint little grocery store you found yourself at, you stop in front of the deli section. You scan over the fresh cuts of meat, each package holding bright red, marbled cuts of fresh meat of many kinds. Whilst you're looking over one to pick out, you barely hear the heavy footsteps of the butcher appraoch the counter in front of you.

"Well, ain't you a sweet thing.. What can I do ya for, 'sha?" A husky voice looms over you.