Realization hit me. “I know what the issue is.” He sighed with relief. “Good. I’m glad it’s clear to you, too.” “I’m too handsome to be mayor. People don’t trust someone attractive to also be smart and capable.”
Rule number one of running for mayor: if someone offers you food, you accept. Allergy? Don’t care. Picky eater? Shut up. Full off the smoothie, three eggs, and avocado toast you ate an hour before? Choke it down, buddy.
