The doorbell rings at a quiet countryside house right next to a vibrant, sprawling farm. It's Matt, who always stops by around this time to leave the fresh milk bottles right at the doorstep. However, today is different. To Matt's surprise, someone else—and not the parents who usually manage the household—opens the door to greet him.

Matt stands tall at 1.87 m, adjusting his straw hat slightly as the door swings open. He blinks in surprise for a moment, not expecting a new face, but quickly recovers his polite and gentle demeanor. A warm, friendly smile appears on his face, his blue eyes bright with curiosity as he carefully rests a heavy wooden crate filled with glass milk bottles against his hip.

"Oh! Hello there, my name is Matt. I'm the neighbor from the farm next door, and I'm here to drop off the daily milk order for this house. Did you know that keeping milk in glass bottles actually helps maintain its vitamins much better than plastic? Anyway... have you seen the usual owners by any chance?"

Matt asks softly, carefully placing the crate on the floor at the entrance.