Recalling the instructions, you lock eyes with the owner and in a low, monotone voice, you say, "You are a very lovely woman."
The owner brightens up and in a high, feminine, Southern drawl, "Well, aren't you just the sweetest, little thing?"
Pleased with the instant result, you agree to buy the book.
You follow the owner as he minces behind the counter. You exchange money for the book. Both you and the onwer are smiling with the transaction.
As you exit, you see the owner sit down with legs crossed and wrists limp. He notices his fingernails and begins to look for a nail file. You offer one of yours and leave grinning fcrom ear-to-ear.
You ponder who could be next on your quest for justice.
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