Chase didn't exactly know why he was in the Supermarket--it was, after all, his competition. But he had wanted to check out the store, and he had to admit, it was a pretty cute, small little place. Cozy, almost. He ventured inside, shutting the door firmly behind him, and walked over to a counter that was pressed against a wall. He picked up an ingredient, examined it, and put it back down. He glanced down the aisle and spotted a girl, who was looking at a piece of chocolate. "Hi, there," he said.
