The young man was leafing through a sports magazine when the bell rang. He looked up and examined the strange man entering the store but the man didn’t notice and approached the counter. The owner stood up.
‘Morning. Haven’t seen you before. What can I do for you?’
‘I need some aspirin.’
‘Aspirin, oh gee. Gee, I don’t know, we’re kind of out of aspirin. I’ve never been too good on the drug stuff. We’re more of a convenience store than a drugstore, I guess.’
The owner smiled but none was forthcoming from the customer. The young man continued looking through the magazine, casting his eyes over a comprehensive review of new golf clubs.
‘New in town, huh? Well, it sure is nice to meet new people.’
The young man glanced up briefly, then turned the page to see an interview with the English golfer, Colin Montgomerie.
‘You know, I’m real sorry about the aspirin. Usually, we've got you covered. We got whatever you need right here. Take a look at these guys, they came in today.' He pulled a small stack of colorful boxes over to him. 'They're cookies, I guess. Or treats. Whatever you wanna call ‘em. To tell you the truth, I don't know what I should do with them. A friend of mine brought them in and said I should try them in the store. You in town for long?'
‘Sure. I moved in yesterday.'
‘Well, we got whatever you need. I guess I'll be seeing you around. I don't know. What do you think?'
The three of them looked down at the boxes.
'I'll take six.'
The man purchased the candy and left the shop, leaving the bell ringing behind him. The young man put down the magazine and approached the counter. He leaned forward to speak to the owner.
‘How did you do that?'
The store owner looked back at him, quizzically.
'Come on,’ said the young man. ‘Tell me your secret.'