Kevin was beginning to get worried. He hadn't been sent on the "dealing with escaped mental patients" training course so situations like this were completely out of his league. Fortunately, he could see his manager down the next aisle.
"Mr. Jacobson! This lady would like some assistance," he called.
"Certainly madam. How may I help you?"
"I need a dragon."
"I'm sorry madam, as far as I am aware dragons are mythical beasts, and as a result not stocked by Petsworld," Mr. Jacobson replied.
"Well that's simply not good enough. 'For all your animal needs' - that's what the sign says. And you two are going to get me a dragon!"
Kevin's next conscious thought was when he woke up in a field. He had no idea how he had got there, but Mr. Jacobson was there beside him.
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