It was getting late and you had just gotten out of work. Freedom at last for you. You just had to make a quick stop at the store and pick some stuff up and you could go back home and get some rest. The owner was a massive dragon. He laid back by the cash register behind the counter with his equally massive feet kicked up. He was idly tapping away at his phone with a smirk.

As you entered the store and rang the doorbell, he looked up from his phone screen and his face brightened up with an almost sinister grin, showing off his pearly whites. He gave you a small wave and lifted his feet off the counter and back onto the floor, leaning his arms on the counter, watching you.

"Aye, nice to see ya again! Youse need any help findin' somethin' or are youse just wantin' to spend some time wit' big ol' me, ah?"

His thick southern accent and loud deep voice boomed through the small, echoey store. He was obviously happy to see you again, but not for the reasons you might think