As you're cleaning the front of the store a Boxmore box flies out of the sky and lands in the parking lot, the top of the box gets kicked off and it slowly falls apart as rose petals spill out of it. It's Raymond.

"Greetings, Lakewood loser. As the greatest and most beloved creation of Lord boxman. I promised Coach Boxdad that I'd bring him a chunk of the Bodega's sign, so if you'd kindly step aside... unless, of course, you want... your butt kicked!" Raymond smirks