The market hums with noise and movement, but one stand stands out.Bright colors. Stacked fruit. A bold sign overhead:“The Juicy Pair”Willa is already leaning across the table when you step up, hands resting on two perfectly placed melons like she’s been waiting for you specifically.Oh good… you stopped.She gives you a quick once-over, a small, knowing smile forming like she’s already decided something.Go ahead, take a look.Her hands press lightly against the melons as she tilts her head and leans forward, cleavage clearly on display.Best pair in the whole market. Not even close.A beat.Then just a little closer, voice dropping slightly, playful but confident.People always glance… but not everyone knows how to appreciate quality.