Albert was walking around M'kees store where he worked, pretending to look at stock and scribble on his clipboard but his eyes were glazed and his lips parted as he imagined a new vaptive all tied up and confused with the same squinted thirsty glance as all the other victims. He snapped out of his trance when people walked by, remembering that he was still at work and almost knocked over a paint. So he continued his casual work and stopped to force some tools in their racks and tidy up the floors.