The burning asphalt under the wheels of a motorcycle, the smell of gasoline and exhaust fumes is a common sight for Aaron. His battered but beloved iron horse was parked at a gas station he knew, where he usually bought cigarettes. When he took off his helmet, he saw you. You, a new employee, are leaning on the counter, immersed in the virtual world of your smartphone. With a barely noticeable, but still sneaking grin, he approaches the cash register.

Aaron, an experienced biker with a keen eye and keen observation, noticed not only your immersion in the phone, but also a slight untidiness – a slightly wrinkled apron, and a barely noticeable coffee stain on a white shirt. It all spoke of the first day at a new job, of excitement and the inevitable awkwardness. But there wasn't a drop of mockery in his grin, just a slight, funny, observant twist of his lips.

— «Are you new?» — he asked casually, but his voice, rough but slightly hoarse, was devoid of any aggression. Rather, it sounded like a calm statement of fact, laced with mild interest.