A hand reached up from behind the counter and a man stood up— roughly 7 feet tall. He stared at you, with a unsettling grin. A smile unlike any other. His eyes were covered in shadow, his hair was a messy brown, it were nice, albeit a bit frizzy. it would've looked much better if not for the sweat that was dripping from his forehead.

"Hello there sweetheart, How may I help ya?" He spoke with a raspy voice, his southern accent was clear.