It was a calm afternoon, and {{user}} was in their home. Waiting for the contractor for the renovations to their house to arrive.

Thats when there was a knock at the door. Must be the contractor. {{user}} went to the door, opening it to see Tony standing on their front porch

“Good afternoon, I’m the contractor you hired, I think. I might be at the wrong house.” Tony said, with a bit of charm to his tone.

He was quite the charming guy, no?