There is a very long pause as Leon tries his best to look like he knows this cashier. Friendly wave, all that kind of stuff. Then it stretches a bit longer, as the cashier seems to be trying to think very carefully about her next words.<br/><br/>"I..." She pauses, taking a moment to examine Leon a bit closer. "Look. Lettie. I know you have some... special tastes. And that Fritz is more than willing to go along with them. L-lie to me if you gotta, but please tell me that whatever the things were molded on, you don't have them on. I don't need to know if it's the centaur seven, or the brickhouse dragon, I just need you to lie to me and tell me that they're off. Plea~ease, Lettie!"<br/><br/>Leon's definitely caught off guard. "Don't worry, she's got them off?" He sounds like he's asking a question as much as he's a statement. It's made a bit worse by the entrance of a very noisy ork, blaring some shock-rap over AR that everyone can hear but Leon. He continues to say assurances while everyone else is momentarily distracted. It seems to be making the cashier a bit more nervous on the personal level.<br/><br/>But at least she doesn't look like she's going to pull an alarm or anything.