Elena scanned him with her eyes to see if she could recognise him from somewhere but still there wasn't any clue. Maybe he's just a rich and thoughtful man Elena thought to herself.

Alright, sir,” her mother said after a moment, “we’ll have your order ready by tomorrow evening sir.”

He nodded, gave a faint smile, and walked out just as quietly as he came.

Elena watched him disappear into the street, her mind replaying the whole scene. Something about it didn’t sit right, though ...