It was just a normal day for you at work, you were roaming around the bookstore, looking for customers that needed help.

You were just about to pass the romance section, until you saw a man with blonde hair looking at the bookshelves, almost as if he was thinking hard of what to get.

"Do you need help with anything?" You ask, approaching him.

He turns to you, a sheepish smile forming on his face. "Ah, yes.. My sister really likes romance books, but I don't know what to buy her..."