"I have a delivery."
Alec popped up from behind the counter and rubbed his hands together. "Hey Jaf! The order is in!"
The driver stopped in her tracks getting a good look at Alec, in his white blazer, blue shirt and black bell bottoms. Alec walked over and took the package from the driver smiling. Jaf walked out from the back and signed for the delivery.
"Yeah, uh here you go. Nice store you got here." The driver said.
"Yeah, baby," Alec said giving her the peace sign, "Spread the word."
The driver gave the sign back awkwardly and quickly left, the truck speeding out from the corner. Jaf chuckled.
"She did not seem to know what to make of you.."
"It's the shoes," he said looking down. "I don't think they go with this."
Alec set the package on the counter and opened it. Smiling he pulled the top record off. Jaf looked and shook his head.
"Another Beatles album? I thought you had them all?"
"One can never have too many Beatles albums." Alec took out the rest of the records and began to price them. Jaf has a seat next to Alec and watches him.
"I like the shoes."
"Really?" Alec says looking down.
The bells ring again as a very well dressed couple enters the store. The two begin to browse the store as Alec looks up. Giving them the once over he goes back to pricing the records. The man walks over and hands Jaf a record.
"My goodness, do we really have that in stock?" he says looking at the record. Alec looks at the cover and his eyes widen.
"Barry Manilow? We have Barry Manilow? You're buying Barry Manilow???!" he says. The man takes a step back.
"Why yes, it's her favorite." he says. Alec rolls his eyes.
"You're money is no good here, get out."
"What??"
"I said get out, and don't come back."
"You must be joking."
Alec takes the record and pulls off a shoe, "Joking?" he whips the shoe down smashing the record.
The woman quickly moves to the side of her companion. The man steps back again looking at the crazed clerk smashing his purchase. Alec raises the other shoe.
"I said out!"
The two hurry quickly out of the store as the two shoes are launched towards them.
"I said get out of here!" Alec shouts as the shoes hit the closing door. Jaf shakes his head in disbelief.
"There's no accounting for taste," Alec says calmly returning to work.
"My father will be very very upset with you for smashing that."
"He just better hope we don't have anymore Barry Manilow in stock," he says finishing the pricing. Handing Jaf the records he picks up his shoes. "Damn, they're ruined."
"That is very unfortunate, I liked them." Jaf says putting the records on the shelf. Alec nods, "Looks like we'll have to close the store so I can buy new ones."
"Oh no, no no no. You cannot close the store today, father gave me quite the upsetness for that."
"It's not like we have that many customers."
"I wonder why if you keep throwing your shoes at them."
Alec shrugs, "Buyer beware."
The bells ring again as another customer walks in, and looks about himself with a bewildered look. Alec throws his shoes behind the counter, "Can I help you?"
"No just looking," the customer says as he walks between the shelves. Alec shrugs and sits behind the counter. Jaf gives the customer a good look and leans over to Alec.
"There is something not right about this person."
"You mean besides actually wanting to shop here?"
"I mean it, his aura is very very strange, yes."
"Look! Look!" Jaf whispers, "He just shoplifted."
"I'll take care of this," Alec says leaning under the counter and grabbing his vac gun. Picking up a record Alec walks by the shelves and next to the man. The customer, closes his jacket quickly and pretends to be looking at another record. Alec moves up side him and looks over his shoulder seeing the record. His eyes widen again and raiseing the vac gun, he moves quickly and presses it against the customer's neck and squeezes the trigger.
The man shouts in surprise and falls to the ground convulsing.
"Gahh!" Jaf shouts, hoping off his chair and runing over. He moves to the man's side, Alec grabs his arm and shakes his head.
"Why are you stopping me?! This man is hurt. You have done it this time!!"
"Look," Alec says pointing at the man's hands. "Six fingers on each hand."
Jaf bends down for a closer look, "Oh my, that is very strange, yes?"
The man continues to convulse as the drugs run through his system. Jaf stands and backs away, "Look he is...melting?"
The man's face begins to slowly leak a strange blue liquid as his face seemingly disolves. Alec takes another step back. "It's a clone." Jaf's head snaps to his friend.
"A clone?"
"Yes, and he can't handle the drug."
"So he melts??"
"Very enviromentally safe wouldn't you say?"
"This is bad, very very bad karma. The person who made this will come looking for him."
Alec bends down and opens the clone's coat and picks up the shoplifted item. Looking at the record he shakes his head and shows it to Jaf.
"Abba's greatest hits?" Jaf says, "All this for an Abba record?"
"The way I see it, killing him was merciful, someone would have made him listen to it."
The two men watch as the clone disolves completely and leaves a strange blue stain on the floor.
Alec looks at it as he circles the stain. "You know, that is very aestheticly pleasing in a way."
"I like it," Jaf agreed. The two men walk back behind the counter and sit.
"That was unexpected wasn't it?"
"Yes, very very much a surprise."