As Kevin pondered what more he could do to give the store another push forward, a familiar face walked through the door. It was James, the alchemist to whom Kevin had sold the Irista flower. James had previously tricked Kevin by selling him inferior quality potions, which had made Kevin quite angry at the time. However, that was in the past. Now that Kevin was wealthier, he didn't care as much, and seeing James's current situation, any lingering anger vanished.
He seemed to have aged years in just a few months. His hair was unkempt, he wore wrinkled clothes, and dark circles shadowed his bony cheeks. With a forced smile, the alchemist greeted Kevin. "Hi there."
"Hi, how are you doing?" Kevin smiled and greeted back.
"Just fine," he replied with the same forced smile. "And you?"
"Just fine too. So, what can I do for you today?" Kevin asked with a smile.
