You snap out of your trance as you hear the girl mention one millionth customer. "Wha? One million..?"
She nods again and just past the girl and the girl's breasts, you could see a group of morbidly obese people in uniforms moving towards you. They had balloons, chocolates and a big sign with one million on it. All of them waddling along, it'd take them a few moments before they arrived. You look back to the girl, able to pry your eyes off her breasts.
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