Now there's a man definitely not in tune with the people. Allan stands behind the counter and watches girls walk by outside the store. He hopes to make eye contact with a real babe, or what passes for a real babe in Oakview, when a couple dozen CD's are deposited on the counter in front of him. Shit, and a blonde with big tits was passing by . Allan lets out a long-suffering sigh.
Life is so unfair sometimes.
He looks up at the cadaverously thin man standing before him. Allan registers the ratty gray suit that hangs on the man like he was made of sticks and the washed-out maroon tie, but when he tries to look at the man's face, his gaze slides away before he can register the features. He tries once more and the same thing happens. So far I'm finding everything absolutely delicious. What a freak , Allan thinks.