Re-Fill You With Joy

(It’s the middle of the day, during a down-hour between movies, so my coworker and I have nothing really to do. A little girl comes up to my counter.)

Girl: “Excuse me, but can I have a refill?” *holds up a kids meal, so no refill*

Me: “I’m sorry, sweetie, but I’m afraid not.”

Girl: “Oh. Okay!”

(She runs off. I laugh a little on how cute she Is. A few moments later, the little girl shows up again.)

Girl: “Does this get a refill?” *holds up a medium bag of popcorn, but only large items get refills*

Me: *grimace in having to tell her bad news again* “Sorry, sweetie. Only large bags.”

Girl: “Oh… How much is a large bag?”

Me: “It’s [price].”

Girl: “Okay!”

(She leaves again. I turn back to my coworker.)

Me: “If she comes back a third time, I giving her a refill. She’s so cute.”

Coworker: “I know. I don’t know how you could say no to her.”

Girl: “Excuse me, is this enough money?” *lifts her hand over to get us*

Me: *barely glances over it* “Yep! Would you like butter with that, miss?”

Girl: “Lots of butter!”

(My coworker hands her the popcorn, and the girl is vibrating in excitement.)

Girl: “Does this get refills?”

Me: “Yep, it sure does!”

(She runs off to her theater, screaming ‘YAAAAY!’)