How Can I Help You?

We're in a large department store, looking at an expensive pushchair.

W: It's quite simple. You just press the buttons, here and here, and it releases.

I fumble for a few seconds but am surprised how quickly I get the hang of it.

Me: Cool, like a Dyson.... hey, perhaps they interlock.
W: Only if you're planning a streetcleaning service when you're pushing junior around.

Another couple approach and point at us and the pushchair we're inspecting.

Woman: How much is this?
W: Around... (mumbles)
Woman: Sorry...?
W: Five hundred pounds.
Woman: Oh... that's quite a lot.

The woman thinks for a moment. Her husband doesn't want to be in this situation.

Woman: And does this cot come with it? (she points to a cot on the floor, which is not even the same style or colour )
W: No.
Woman: What about this one?
W: No, not that one either.
Woman: And are there many in stock?
W: (pointedly) We don't work here you know.

The woman, surprised, walks away with her husband. I check my shirt for a name badge.