[ too bad for logan, there's no handy sunglasses available to shield him - the laser stopping kind or otherwise.

the disgruntled reaction doesn't seem to dim the bright Customer Service(TM) smile though, nor the overly chipper attitude vash seem to have decided suit this liminal hellscape of a half empty supermarket. after all, isn't it always better to see a friendly face than a grumpy one? or no face at all? actually, scrape that - it hits way too close to home, considering that while he's had his share of explosive objects pointed at his face plenty in his life, this town seems particularly hellbent on embracing the whole 'dog eat dog' mantra. ]

Hmm ... don't think the guys would be willing to part with any of that ... [ indicating the cigar - wow, a fancy guy ] But I think we might have some soda bottles around, [ neglecting to mention that they've all gone flat and it'll just be glorified sugar water, but hey! ]

Or maybe I could take a look around the back for you? If you got a few minutes to spare, that is! That bread isn't going to get any softer, after all!