Zaid greatly enjoyed his job. Working for the Sanditon came with a lot of perks, some of which included a seemingly endless supply of people to flirt and - if he was lucky - have a dalliance or two with. It was a bonus that he also genuinely liked his job. Part of his daily routine was planting new things or watering existing things. Zaid personally took great pride in his work and had quiet ambitions of perhaps becoming the Head Gardener one day.

The Cresswell's gardens had looked in need of some sprucing up so he had spent part of his workday sprucing up the tulips in their garden and fixing up the enchantments that kept them fresh for longer than it would without magic. Hearing the sound of the door opening, he stood up and smiled in greeting. "Good day, Mister Cresswell. Just finishing up here unless there is anything else you need," he said, a bit of a flirty lilt to his words.

Mister Cresswell was the best friend of his employer and was a long-time resident so Zaid was fairly familiar with him. Not as familiar as he would have otherwise enjoyed but he had gotten certain vibes in the past that made him think it was not entirely out of the realm of possibility.