He was a real smart ass. He talked really nasty to me. Then I saw him stuffing bottles of wine down the front of those red parachute pants he wears. When I mentioned the bulge in the front of his pants, he just grinned and suggested that I was just turned on by his anatomy. How disgusting!
Then he robbed me. Or robbed the store. Whatever. Anyway, he took all the money from the register and then ran off. I just went over and got another bottle of wine and took another break before calling Henry, my boss.