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"Good afternoon, ma'am. I'm Mr. Santos, the store's district manager. I can't help overhearing you asked if we could deliver." He's polite to Emily.
"Yes, ma'am, we can manage that. All you had to do was place the order and give me the delivery address, and we will send it as soon as it is ready." Mr. Santos offered to take the order himself to speed up the process.
"Could you kindly come with me to this side of the register? I will take the order to ensure everything you require is placed correctly and provide you with the best service possible."
He was friendly and courteous, and when the workers heard him, they were astounded by what they heard.
Jake Lewis's eyebrow shot up. He could tell when someone was trying to flatter him, but it was advantageous to the company. He only stared, a half-smile plastered on his grim expression.