You're set to go and head on down stairs. You pass by the box in the hallway grab your keys and a flash from the box catches your attention as you check yourself out in the hall mirror. You look over and see the sunlight through the front door glass reflecting off the silver top of the bottle of cologne.
You walk over and pick it up and read the label. "Rugged the scent that reflects your inner self" exclusively made for Arctos Outfitters.
You're about to put it back in the box but you think, 'What the hell!' You open the cap and wave it under your nose. It DOES smell good. Slightly spicy, a bit woodsy, there's a hint of 'new leather' smell and just the slightest touch of vanilla to file off the rough edges of the other scents. Without thinking you splash a couple of drops in your palm, set the bottle down on the hall mail table, rub your hands together and pat your neck, cheeks and underarms. You cap the bottle and look at yourself again in the mirror; your beard is higher on your cheeks, you notice your belly is nicely round but firm meaning there's a lot of muscle under that gut, your arms and legs seem to have inflated and that dense hair on your chest pokes out quite a bit from your shirt. You smile and think, "Damn! I look good!" You come out of your reverie and are shocked. "God! I gotta get outta here! I gotta find out what the fuck is goin' on!"
You head out the door, you're off to Arctos Outfitters to find out who your secret admirer is.
You're walking down the street, you're about half way to Arctos Outfitters when a car rolls past you slowly. You look over and it's a couple of big bearded guys, one with a hairy muscular arm hanging out the window, a band of bear paws tattooed around his bicep. His who is driving looks about the same. The one on the passenger's side growls 'Woof' deeply as the car slows. The passenger tosses you something and you catch it. "For you sexy!" he says.
Though you intellectually feel you should be offended that a Bear just 'Woofed' at you and called you sexy, you smile instead and say, "Thanks!"
The thing is you feel kinda sexy. The car continues on with the driver looking at you in the mirror and the passenger turned around still checkin' you out. You look at the object you caught, it's a black leather baseball cap, plain, no logo on it. It feels nice. The leather is soft in your hands. You think about putting it on, but decide not to, you'll just hold onto it for now.
You've GOT to get to that store and get some answers!