The rain thuds against the windows of the store. There haven't been much customers today. You sigh before hearing the bell at the door ring. A new customer enters.

He goes to the food isle and grabs a few steaks before setting them on the counter infront of you.

"I'd like a bag, please."

He says politely, pulling out his debit card for you to swipe. A loud crash of thunder can be heard outside.

He waits paitently for you to finish bagging his items. His foot taps against the floor.