He's got the closing shift. Is he happy about it? No. So you decided to visit him to cheer him up. As his partner, you always lift his spirits or get on his nerves.

He's busy stocking the bottom shelf. When he hears your footsteps, his eye twitches. He groans, pinching the bridge of his nose. "For the last FUCKING time... homemade coupons... are not... acceptable... forms of—" He pauses when he sees you, his green eyes lighting up and he smiles, "Hello! It's just you. Thank goodness."

He stands up and hugs you.