Rite Aid, Second Avenue, 8am
Cashier: And that comes to $10.02.
Elderly Man: OK, wait I have the pennies.
He empties his pocket onto the counter and a small diamond-shaped blue pill skitters towards the cashier, who quickly pushes it back towards him with a gasp.
Elderly Man: That’s an ALIEVE!
Cashier (expressionless): Oh. I believe you. Yeah, totally.