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“Well, this is quite the worst service I’ve ever experienced! I shan’t be returning here again!”
The young shop assistant looked nervously at the Mobian elephant ranting in front of him. She’d been making quite a scene. For the young lad’s part, he was quite taken aback. All he’d done was tell the lady she couldn’t use her 2 Mobiums Off coupon as it had expired over three months ago.
The store manager walked over, a phoney smile on his face, “What seems to be the problem here, madam?”
The woman harumphed and sneered, “This young fool of an assistant of yours won’t allow me to use my coupon”
The manager looked at the assistant, “Oh? And why was that?”
The assistant was a little rattled, “Th-th… it expired”
“Preposterous!” the woman raged anew, “How can a coupon for such a meagre amount expire?”
If it’s so meagre, the assistant thought to himself, why are you kicking up such a stink about it?
Of course, he didn’t say that out of fright.
“Let me handle this, madam,” the manager said calmly, opening the till and placing the coupon inside, retrieving a pair of crisp One-Mobium notes. He passed the money over to the woman, “A straight exchange- coupon for cash”
“That’s a start,” the woman blustered, “But it won’t cover the cost of the indignity!”
“Madam?” the manager pressed.
“I expect the full value of my shop to be waived!”
The manager looked at what the assistant had rung through the till, eyeing the total in the corner of the screen, “Madam, that’s a three-hundred Mobium value”
“Indeed it is. And if you wish for me to spend my Mobiums here again- or for me to recommend your establishment to my friends- then I suggest you refund it”
The assistant piped up, “Sir, you can’t—”
“Nonsense. Of course we can. After all…” he entered his password on the screen and voided the entire transaction, “The customer is always right”
The elephant smiled a sickening smirk and left without saying a word more.
On her way outside, she bumped into a young lad, with spiked green hair and an earring. He span around in place then raised his arms defensively, “My sincerest apologies, most excellent madam, I was so caught up in my thoughts I didn’t see you coming”
The woman snorted, unable to truly convey her annoyance after having been apologised to, “Well, see that you pay more attention in future”
The youth entered the store and walked up to the young assistant’s checkout. In his cool surfer dude voice he requested, “Two of those awesome banana smoothies, my good man!”
“Certainly, sir,” the assistant turned to the fridge behind him to take two banana smoothies from inside. He turned back and his eyes almost popped out of his head.
Five hundred Mobiums in clean, crisp notes were sat on his till.
The young customer was nowhere to be seen.
The youngster nonchalantly chucked the purse into a bin hanging from a lamp post, having taken everything of value from inside. He walked down an alleyway. The imposing figure of Farrell the Cockroach greeted him, “You’re getting better than ever at pickpocketing, my boy. I could barely see your hands move as you took that woman’s purse”
“Thank you, thank you,” the lad bowed deeply, as if to an appreciative audience.
“But while I admire you heart, giving the store all the money doesn’t help us, nor the people who rely on the Guild of Thieves to get by”
“Who said anything about ‘all the money’?” The lad held aloft six-hundred-and-two Mobiums in notes. The two had felt very satisfying indeed to swipe.
Farrell rubbed his chin and smiled, “Manic, my boy, you never cease to amaze me”
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