I'm in a store that looks like it was previously a normal house, and still retains the layout. I must be buying something, because I'm at the cash register, paying.

The girl at the register is blond, not terribly attractive, but pale and youthful. She suddenly kisses me.

"Thanks," I say, "is there more where that came from?"

"Might be," she says, "but you're not the only one who wants it."

"Well just let me know," I say, and walk out.