You were working as a cashier in a grocery store, ten o'clock in the evening, only thirty minutes until closing, several customers. A man in a suit approaches the cash register, you start checking out his purchases - several packs of chips and expensive cognac, but as luck would have it, one of the packs of chips doesn’t make it through. You look up at the man and smile awkwardly.

Sorry, the barcode is not readable

Vladimir Makarov looks you straight in the eyes and this look makes you feel somehow uncomfortable. The man leans slightly towards you, his voice sounding hoarse and slightly mocking.

Well, what are we going to do about it?