Bob: Hello? Can I help you?
Sue: I’m looking for a size 7 in…uh….black pumps…..not too high of a heel…….maybe a flat…..or……..
Bob: Leather?
Sue: Leather?
Bob: Are you looking for a leather heel…..or maybe something in faux?
Sue: Oh…uh….whatever you have…I really like the Gucci.
Bob: Oh…then that will certainly be the leather…….hold on one second while I go back and check to see if we have that size…….okay?
Sue: What?
Bob: The size.……………..You said size 7 right?
[Bob just stands there for a moment….]
Bob: Are you okay?
Sue: Oh…yeah…sure…..
Bob: You seem a little….I don’t know…..I don’t really know how to put it…I’m not trying to offend you or anything……but you just seem a little preoccupied with something. Am I wrong?
[Sue looks around quickly…..she seems nervous…]
Bob: Are you okay? Is…...um……someone out there?
[Sue steps back…….she pulls a rather large nine millimeter from her purse…..]
Bob: Oh my god!
Sue: Alright! Shut up! Get down on the floor!
Bob: What?!
Sue: You heard me! On the floor!
Bob: Is this serious? What…………?
Sue: Do it!! Just do it!
[Sue seems to be motioning with her hands to something outside…. two men enter….guns drawn…]
Frank: Shut up! Shut up!
Salvatore: Don’t say a word! Don’t say a word or you die!
Bob: I’m cool…I’m cool…..just take the money…..just take it!
Frank: Shut up! I said shut up!
Salvatore: Where’s the safe?
Bob: We…we don’t have one.
Sue: 220 SECONDS!
Salvatore: I thought you staked this place out?
Sue: I did! I didn’t see any safe!
Salvatore: Where’s the safe sonny! Where is it! I’m about to blow your brains out!
Frank: Where’s the safe! Where is it!
[Frank presses gun to Bob’s head.]
Bob: We…we….don’t have a safe……..all the money is kept in a drawer in the office…in the back…I swear to you…I swear….don’t kill me…please…..I have children…..
Frank: Shut up! I said shut up!
Sue: 200 SECONDS!
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