Elderly Grocery Store Owner: Hello! I help you?
Illustrious D: Don't you try you Far Eastern charm on me, bubba!
EGSO: *toothless mouth parts slightly*
ID: Shit...is about to go down.
EGSO: *reaches for 911 button*
ID: I AM HERE TO TALK ABOUT V8 JUICE.
EGSO: *retracts hand*
ID: THIS, Mr. Miyagi, is inferior product.*
EGSO: Uh, that's a V8 bottle with water in it.
ID: Precisely, sir. I bought this bottle of what I thought was refreshing, healthful, not at all disgusting and only bought because I'm on a motherfucking diet bottle of vegitable** juice and what did I wind up with, but water.
EGSO: Sir, I do not believe that you bought it like this.
ID: Or DID I?
EGSO: You did not.
ID: *persuasive eyebrow raise*
EGSO: *shake of head*
ID: *stink eye...like a really good stink eye*
EGSO: *uncomfortably averts eyes*
ID: Ha! I win!
EGSO: Sir, you drank the juice and filled the bottle with water, didn't you?
ID: I ju-! I ca-! WH-? Js-? TIHL?
EGSO: Ok, now you're just putting random consonants together.
ID: Your mom.
ID: *jazz hands*
EGSO: I think you should leave.
*Wow, the Illustrious D is super racist, guys.
**That's Italian for vegetables. Get cultured, fools.