[align=center] Blue Tea[/align] ”Enjoy.” Coron said as another customer paid hard cash. The bills in his hand he stuff into the register and closed it, afterward looking around like he had just stolen something. Overly protective of any kind of money was his thing and that is why the manager put him on cashier duty. For a brief moment a bug crawled on the counter, a fly to be precise. Coron turned his index finger into one of his many pop guns and took aim his face showing the look of malicious intent. A slot appeared slightly above his wrist and he held a coin there with his other hand shaking. Eventually the fly got up and left once again walking away with its life. “I’ll get you yet.” He mumbled to himself as another patron came through what seemed to be a closet. He approached the boy at the counter and started asking questions. “Where’s the manager? I must see him.” “Order of business?” Coron investigated his intentions. “Lost entities.” The man replied his figure growing taller than Coron’s as he stood up with more confidence. “If the case is that simple why don’t you just file a report? I’m sure the admini-“ “Because I know the manager here. Please just a few minutes.” “Alright I’ll get him.” Coron went off to get the man in charge whilst everyone continued completing their own duties.