First Impressions

Joey smiled brightly as a woman set her purchases on the counter to be rung up. "Hi! Did you find everything okay?" he asked, beginning to bag them.

The woman eyed him skeptically. "You look like a serial killer!"

"Oh, than—wait, what?" The blond blinked, stunned. "…Excuse me?"

The woman nodded firmly. "Yes. You look exactly like you've killed someone, then locked the corpse in your basement."

Joey stared, speechless.

"Of course, that could just be the way you look." She sighed. "I'm not here to judge. Here! Keep the change!"

Joey watched her leave, mouth still hanging open, then turned to slowly look at Yugi, who had just come from the kitchen with a soda for him to keep under the counter.

Yugi blinked. "…Well, when you go into your gangster mode, you do look like you might kill someone."

"…"

"…Have a soda, Joey."