[Denzel strolls over to the Red Bread in the plaza, a place he hasn't paid attention to before but then he doesn't do the shopping ever. Opening the door, the bell rings and Crocker stops inside by the door. The aroma fills his nostrils.]

Mmmm. Something does smell good, yes. [Mumbling to himself before] Hello? [The man hates to break the ice, so awkward for him.]