John was walking in a store, trying to find some beer or alcohol in general just to have something to do. Which was getting drunk after a long day. Of course, Arthur had asked him to get something for him too, and so did Tommy and Polly. It was kind of a pain on the ass as he planned to only get something for himself, but whatever. He walked around the store and wondered where the hell did they put the alcohol since they changed position every single time.