Beth had about the same reaction Mira did to the warning, returning the sidelong glance. “Understood,” Beth told the man, somehow managing to sound as if she took him seriously. She glanced at the paper briefly.<em>This guy is old fashioned as hell—no automated customer service and actual physical paper.</em>After the women had signed the forms, Beth waited to receive the key or card for her cart and then headed in whatever direction the man indicated the carts were at. She also pays for use of the carts when that comes up.