[center][h1][color=96EACE]Joseph[/color][/h1]
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[color=96EACE]"Well, aren't you just the most [i]pleasant[/i] person I've ever had the joy of interacting with..."[/color] Joseph said tiredly as he endured the waves of emotional abuse the winged cashier had decided to subject him to. [color=96EACE]"You treat all your customers like this, or am I some kind of special case?"[/color]

Without waiting for an answer, he shrugged.

[color=96EACE]"Well, whatever. Luckily for you, everywhere else was sold out, so this dump is all I've really got."[/color]

Luckily for everyone involved, he decided not to get a drink today. He already had a good stash back home, not to mention that he had just noticed the prices of what he was buying and-

[color=96EACE]"Jesus. The hell kinda daylight robbery is this?"[/color] He asked, an actual frown beginning to appear on his face. [color=96EACE]"Hey Cashier, next time you see your boss, tell them they're a dipshit for me, won't you?"[/color]

However, before he could pay, he realised he'd also been asked to get bread, and while he was... hesitant... to get it here, the Hag had promised that if he didn't come back with all everything she'd asked for, she was gonna actually start [i]acting[/i] on his lack of rent payments.

[color=96EACE]"Hang on, I've gotta get bread."[/color] He said, trudging over to a shelf he'd noticed while entering, just out of view of the door.

Coincidentally, it was right at this moment that a new customer entered the shop, although this status was somewhat questionable considering the balaclava and pistol combo they had going on.

[color=bcc900]"Open the register."[/color] The robber said with a slight growl to his voice, pointing his gun at the winged girl as if he wasn't even afraid of her potential superpowers. Meanwhile, Joseph sent the cashier a look that, while still clearly tired, seemed to ask the question [i]'Do you wanna take care of this, or should I?'[/i]