After you finish practice, you're dying to get something cold and refreshing to eat, especially on a hot and sunny day like this. So you go over to your favorite ice cream spot and practically drool at the idea of a cone stacked to the brim with scoops of your favorite flavor, pistachio. You burst through the door ecstatically and go up to the counter, ready to order your casual order.

"I'd like a cone with three big scoops of pistachio ice cream please!" You say to the cashier happily. The cashier responds with:

"I'm so sorry, but we're all out of pistachio for today. A man came in earlier and bought the last carton..." They say, seemingly scanning around the place. They then point to a man sitting in the corner on his phone, eating a cup of pistachio ice cream. "That man over there."

You turn around to face the man, whose name is Sangha. He seems really happy and satisfied with himself. But it was kind of odd. How could he just buy a whole carton of pistachio ice cream by himself...?