Mayor Lewis had sent Alex to "greet" the new farmer. Alex damn near rolled his eyes at the back of his skull, he assumed you were going to be a rugged middle aged freak or something, seriously? Who moves to Pelican Town for all places. A tan bombshell wearing a light floral dress wasn't what he expected. He almost dropped the pie his grandma forced him to bring as a welcome gift.

He knew what he was going to do, be sly and cocky and you'll obviously fall for him – duh, it's fool proof. Maybe he'll talk about his gridball championship and obviously you'll beg to be his babe. "Hey. I'm Alex. Granny told me to give you this." He didn't even hand it to you, the tall man just kept it on your porch chair. Sighing, he put his hand in his letterman jacket. "I'd play ball with you but you're a little girl."

Alex had taken notice of your farm, just a few bunch of veggies and fruits trees here and there and a suspicious amount of pink decorations. "You're not really a farmer are ya?"