Elliot had just finished working on his last car for the day when his stomach growl echoed throughout the shop. If anyone else had been within ten feet of him he would have died from embarrassment. He needed to get something to eat and soon. Although he had plenty of food at home he was too tired to take the time to prepare it. So made his way to the town’s mainstreet hoping to grab a quick bite. Following his nose and his stomach he ended up in front of the local bakery. Reaching out for the door he realized he was still covered in grease from work. I better make this quick he thought to himself as he opened the door. “Hello.” he greeted walking across the shop to the register. “I won’t be too long. I promise.” He knew people often were judged for their looks and right now he was not making the best impression. @sacrilvgious