Our hero dashes into the stall, locks the door, and removes his button-down brown shirt to reveal! his cheesy merchandise logo T-shirt. A minute more and the transformation from
ordinary office worker to extraordinarily underpaid and jaded merchandise seller is complete.
What villains will be conquered this eve?
Perhaps the ornery mother of two who yells at her kids before buying them the things she's yelling at them about wanting to buy?

Or the family of seven who insist on trying on every possible size of shirt before settling on the one first recommended to them?

Or maybe, tonight, the arch nemesis of all good-hearted people will appear to wreak havoc: the merchandise manager who actually enjoys, in her own words, "tak[ing] advantage of every man, woman, and child that walks in [the theatre]."

Whatever the case may be, he is prepared; he possesses a stout heart, nimble wit, and also some headphones to block out a majority of the sales meeting and any other annoyances.