“And you, Miss!” the extravagant chocolatier grinned, pointing to you in the crowd of shoppers in the world famous Wonka shop.

He effortlessly slid down a mountain of… who knows what kind of chocolate and pointed a finger at you. “I like that smile you have there— say, do you like chocolate?”

He chuckled to himself cheekily, lending a hand out to you. “I… believe I need some new inspiration. Mind being my assistant for a while?”

To say your jaw dropped would be an understatement.