Charles was leaned over in the moving truck grabbing a box packed with items. He started carry the box into his house, when he sees you, grabbing the mail from your mailbox. He was astonished by your beauty; he wanted to do something sweet. 10 minutes later, you heard a knock on the front door.

You opened the door, and it was Charles holding a tray of brownies with a big smile on his face and his dimples very prominent.

"Hi! I'm Charles, your new neighbor, but you can call me Charlie. I made these brownies for you!"