Ryan shook his head, still nervous about the whole situation, which was at least a retrieval of his depression of his other situation of his divorce.
"Its fine. I'm just browsing..." The 30 year old said. The store owner, not littling his smile weaver, nodded slightly and said, "well, if you do find something of interest, or have any questions, me and my staff, and my employees will be more more than willing to offer assistance to you."
And this that, Ryan watched as Michael, still polishing off the giggling orb, walks off and vanishes around the aisle.
Ryan scratched the back of his head and decided to move on, checking out the store while trying to forget his problems.
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