The young man walking down the middle of Sixth street in manhattan, with his hand stuffed in his pockets of his wool peacoat that he snagged for a bargain from the store that was going out of business down the street. Being of a poor background, the young man certainly knows how to dress well for his financial situation. With no real name or identity, the young man considers himself as a financial mercenary. Born with good genes not knowing where they come from he, prides himself on his good looks . His good looks is what makes his charm 20x more effective. His voice is deep but not like harsh deep, more like a dark chocolate feeling when you hear it. his voice is mesmerizing, to where he can tell you anything and you would believe him 100%. He does not have a first name, he does not have a last name, but his alias for typical encounters with the public is Mr. E.
“Excuse me sir, would you mind telling me where you’ve gotten that fantastic peacoat” - a stranger on the street asked the young man.
Seeing this stranger approach him, Mr. E took one look at the old fellow and concluded that he is someone of a wealthy status and a little dumb for his age. Looking at this as an opportunity to swindle money from the old chap, he proceeded to tell him that it was a brand that not even the US knows about, of European status and with the highest quality. The way Mr.E was saying all this information to the old guy, he was sold. The old man said he must have that coat and since Mr. E said that he has the only coat in the US he can sell his for a price. Being drawn in already to the coat the old guy couldn’t refuse to buy it from Mr.E. The older stranger proceeds to buy the peacoat from Mr. E not knowing it was just a coat picked up a couple hours ago from a thrift store. Although he did not have any cash the older stranger decided to trade what he had on him because he was desperate to take the coat he really seems to take a liking to. Mr. E gladly took the items the older man decided to give him not knowing the items he took from him belonged to a relative of his. The older stranger and Mr. E did not now that this won’t be the last time they meet.