The chef had needed to open up his shop but he was lacking a few ingrediants. He really didn't have any money yet but he decided that he could look around to see how much stuff was before buying things. He entered the supermarket.
*I hope they have the right ingredients I need. I won't except anything lower than second rate.* Oliver's arisocratic air shown about him as he thought, he was so absorbed in his thoughts that he didn't really notice anything or anyone else.