You take a small
plastic bag of Pumbaa's Pride Salted Cashews and put it on the counter.
"Can I pay for them now and eat them here?"
He looks at you
wild-eyed. "Oh no! I mean, please don't eat them in here!
I'm about to retire and I don't want any trouble!" Then he glances
about nervously at the security camera. "I mean...we don't allow
eating outside of designated areas. Health regulations."
You glance back at
the Twinkies and he visibly shakes his head. "You look like a nice
person. Why not do yourself a favor and buy groceries on the way