Faced With The Obvious

(A late middle-aged customer comes in while I’m in the back, so I walk up to the front, putting gloves on as I go. He’s standing slightly far back from the counter, though, so I’m not sure if he’s ready to order.)

Me: “Hi, there! Can I help you?”

Customer: “Well, I didn’t come in just to stare at your pretty face, sweetheart!”