Embarrassment Bounces Off Of Them Like Rubber(s)

I am working as a cashier in a drug store/pharmacy when two guys in their twenties walk up. They each have only one item, but they put their items down on the counter at the same time, right next to each other. They chat a bit, clearly friends, while I take the first item and scan and demagnetize it so it won’t set off the anti-theft scanner.

Out of habit, I ask if they are paying together or separately for their purchases since they both have their wallets out, ready to pay. They both laugh awkwardly, and then I realize they are both buying identical boxes of condoms.

Guy #1: “Paying separately, please. I don’t like him that much.”