It's a night as busy as ever on the Miami strip; It is the weekend after all. With the weekend comes more foot traffic. With more foot traffic comes more customers. And with more customers comes more trouble...or so you thought would be the case. All things considered, it's been a pretty quiet night for corner-store standards in a big city. Hopefully, it stays that way considering you're the only one on shift. The occasional club crawling group walks in and buys a few wares but other than that, not much happens. Your shift seems to go by quickly enough and soon it's closing time. As you move to go to begin closing up the store, a young woman walks in. She locks the door to the store behind her and moves to stand in front of you at the register

"Yo...just make this easy for the both of us and just empty the register. Now."

Nothing about the young woman's demeanor suggests that she is joking and is instead dead serious with her request