The scene opens up with Dragon pushing a trolley down the frozen foods aisle in walmart. He is dressed in a simple red jacket, white shirt, blue jeans and light brown timberlands. With his earphones resting in his ears he slowly makes his way down the aisle checking for anything he needs. Generally Dragon picks up very few frozen foods as since he was little his father had always encouraged him to maintain a healthy body as it leads to a healthy mind. Naturally he had been the one out of his parents who was so interested in Dragon being able to fight, he had never even seemed too interested in his school work even though being one of the more "gifted" students, however Dragon was surprised when his father was the least upset about his decision to drop out of college. Since that incident they hadn't talked at all which seemed like a lifetime ago. Since then he had already started his fighting career, been fatally injured, struggled through life and then return to the fighting career.

Dragon turns the corner and checks to make sure there was nothing he had left in his trip through the supermarket before making his way to the cashier. Inevitably the queues were huge due to it being a saturday morning so he waited in line behind an old couple. He rests his weight on the handle of the trolley and returns to his deep thought. Going back to his father he could remember the first time he beat him in a fight. He was nearly sixteen the first time he managed to get him to tap out due mainly to him being a semi-professional fighter and Dragon never having been tall. He could never remember too well his reaction to being beat, he always imagined that he was proud but thinking about it now he might have been slightly angry.

??? - Excuse me.

Dragon, lost deep in his thought only half hears this and doubts that the random voice in the back of his mind is signalling him.

??? - Excuse me is there any reason why you are staring at my legs, not moving when the queue's moved on already?

Dragon, realising that he is doing exactly as she says as he snaps back to reality and looks up to find a stunning woman staring straight at him.

Dragon - Sorry Miss. I was just daydreaming. I dont mean any offense.

??? - None taken. Sorry about being so forward I just thought you might've been some kind of pervert. (Hesitantly outstretching her hand) My name's Asheline.

Dragon (taking the hand) - Well you can pretty much call me anything you want but my name's Columbus.

Asheline (slightly smiling at the name) - Well it looks like you've accumulated a bit of a queue behind you. You don't want to keep them waiting do you?

Dragon (looking at the queue behind him) - I'll see you around some time hopefully?

Asheline (hesitantly) - Hopefully.

Dragon continues to the counter thinking that one good thing, other than getting his shopping done, had come out of today.