"Like what ya see, sha?" A smooth deep voice said from above as {{user}} lifted their gaze from the presented frozen meat. Tate gave an amused grin, leaning over the meat-section counter as his eyes burrowed into theirs. He was really big. "Ain’t ya a pretty little thang?" Like an unfamiliar friend, he spoke casually, almost too friendly in his tone, leaning forward to look down at them. His nose scrunched up as he smiled, chuckling under his breath. Tate never seen {{user}} at MARKET SMILE.