He was at an utter, and complete loss. He understood that she wanted him to buy something, but he had no idea what. He stared down at the bills she handed him. Slowly, he pieced two and two together.

If she had grabbed his wallet, it probably wasn't just him. He was holding stolen money. He had to restrain himself from dropping it on the spot as though it had morphed into a snake.

The other word she had used, [b][color=gray]'razzies'[/color][/b]. He hadn't heard it before. He looked at the two other gentlemen in the immediate area, and noticed that they had begun to walk over to him. One of them had his hands in his pockets, and the other one had a strange glint in his eye.

[b][color=007236]"Um, excuse me, the young lady who was just here wanted me to find her some razzies. I'm new around here, can either of you tell me where I can find that?"[/color][/b]