"Good morning! Uh, afternoon actually."
He wanders back to the smut section where he finds a box of discount skin mags.
"Oh are these still $3 each? I remember Oui...I thought it was a ladies nasty mag. But that was in my 20's, that's all mush to me now." Leafing through, he exclaims "Oh my! This IS worth it just for the articles!"
He ended up eschewing porn for one of that big pile of Ace Doubles that came in recently, demonstrating his true nature.
"Is this a fun job?" he inquires as I ring up the book. "It seems like you'd meet just all SORTS of people!"
After the sale, following his eternal quest for a paper sack (he always asks, we never have them) he bustles out the door with the parting comment,
"I save my persnicketyness for when I eat. Well, I try to anyway. Farewell, take care!"
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