* To fully understand the humor I wanted to portray in this scene, Google the song Wedding Bells by Gene Vincent and His Blue Caps. Enjoy.
Slade walked for five minutes until he reached a gas station at the end of a city block and rested for a moment, not even hiding the gun as he walked in, the gas station attendant backing up against the cigarette container and nearly screaming. He sighed and pulled out the gun, pointing it at her head with a loose grip, clearly not interested in killing her.
"Please, lady. I'm not in the mood to kill you. I just want a chocolate milk." he said tiredly, walking to the refrigerated section and grabbing a large chocolate milk bottle and sitting on the bench across from the cashier counter.
He took off his cowl, letting his face air out. He put a hand through his military grey crew cut and sighed, taking a large swig of the milk and burping loudly. The cashier looked at him with awe and he stared at her as he took another swig and sat back. The intercom was playing a song called Wedding Bells as Slade sat there and the woman stood still, not taking her eyes off of him.
"What, lady?" he asked, putting the cap on the bottle and tossing one leg on top of the DVD shelf.
"Um... are you going to kill me?" she asked with a stuttering voice.
"Jesus Chr-. Did you not just hear me three seconds ago?" he said, shaking his head and rubbing his good eye.
"I know. But... but... but..." the cashier began, stuttering too much to continue.
"Please don't do that." Slade said, raising a hand.
The woman closed her eyes and began to cry. Tears streamed down her eyes and Slade groaned loudly, banging his head against the wall and sticking his tongue in his cheek. He took another chug of the milk and swallowed as he walked up to the desk, the woman shrinking her neck, feeling threatened.
"What's so bad about me?" he asked, checking the mirror beside the desk.
He saw the problem now. He had bits of brain stuck to his shoulder and blood splatter all over his chest and his cowl. He picked off the bit of brain and accidentally dropped it, hitting the floor with a gross splat.
"Ah shit."