Set a scene in a minor character's workplace.

The Sunday rush was in full swing. Kate was at the registers trying to ring up as many customers as she could, but it felt like the line just kept getting longer. At some point a customer came up to the register with a trash can with no price. From the corner of her eye she could see Kevin delivering something to the register, so before he could leave she immediately said, "Hey Kevin, could you do a favor for me?"

In the middle of the confusion and chaos he looked up at her with a somewhat perplexed, yet amused, look and asked, "What did you say? You want me to marry you?"

At that moment it felt like the whole store went silent and stood still. In that split second she wasn’t sure how to respond. So many possible things came to mind: "Yeah, you know, for the sake of our sofa," or "Yeah, I say we jet off to Vegas right now for a quickie," or "Yes, what better way to ask than during a line blitz? You gonna give me an answer or what?"

But as usual, Kate just looked at him like he was psycho, shook her head and repeated her question, "No, I asked if you could do me a favor."

He laughed, amused that he'd caught her off guard, and did as she requested. He was a nice guy, but she suspected he secretly took pleasure in teasing and tormenting her. Who was she kidding—everyone did.