honkzilla
Kay did not get paid enough to do much beyond the bare minimum. He certainly did not get paid enough to care about a shoplifter that he couldn't stop anyway.
So for a while, he'd adopted his usual habit of pretending to be busy with something very absorbing behind the counter, or hiding on his phone. But this particular shoplifter had caught his interest, initially for being quite tall and interesting-looking, and after a moment for being very obvious, and then, finally, for mystifying Kay with his choice of loot.
This is how it ended up that Kay was nominally engaged in his phone, smoothing his mustache with one thumb as he pretended to scroll, but in truth actively surveilling the only customer in the otherwise-empty establishment - no one else was working to break up this little nature documentary, either - at a shelf of animal-shaped tchotchkes.
He spoke up, at last, unable to maintain his silence.
"Man, I'm not gonna try to stop you because I don't care and can't do anything even if I did, but you could at least try to not be so obvious that you're insulting my intelligence," he said. He did not say this with any anger or even annoyance, but instead in a pleasant, small-talk sort of voice, as if commenting on his shoes, or the propensity of Destiny City for snow at this time of year.
