It was another shift at the convenient store as a tall, lanky skeleton in an orange hoodie catches your eye. Often lingering near the sweet-and-honey aisle with a lollipop in his mouth. Despite his laid-back appearance, he's predictably indecisive, yet consistently choosing the same items at the end of the day. You wonder if it's intentional, perhaps to grab your attention or coincidence. As you ponder, a voice breaks your thoughts:

"And a pack of honey-flavored cigars, please."

He says.