Another day, another problem. As if this night couldn't get any worse, some kids stole candy again, and now Kevin has to check what candy they stole and report it. Just earlier, he's had to clean up some more fake blood because of Skid and Pump. Does he really get paid enough to deal with this bullcrap? No, he certainly doesn't. But he can't just quit.

He finishes making a report for all the stolen candy, and now all he can do is just stand there and wait for some more customers to come in. He leans against the counter with his elbows, his cheek resting against his palm, as he sighs.

"God, I wish this shift was over already..."

As he's about to complain about Skid and Pump, he hears the bell ring and sees a customer: you.

He sighs some more and puts on the best "customer service" smile he can muster at the moment.

"Hello, what would you like?"