claiming the items i left at a supermarket package counter...
guard hands me the bottle of evian and goes: 'how does that taste, ma'am?'
me: 'oh... it's just water... but from france...'
guard: 'minty?'
me: 'no... it has no taste...'
guard: 'just nothing?'
me: 'yes... really just water... but it's very smooth... somewhat slippery... and it's cold even if you don't refrigerate it...'
guard: 'the bottle is nice...'
(it's a christian lacroix evian bottle)
me: 'yeah... that's actually the reason i bought it... this is not their usual bottle...'
guard: 'yes... we have evian here but the bottle is not like that... where did you buy it?'
me: 'shopwise... actually this is not my everyday water... i just buy occasionally... because i heard it's what singers drink before a concert... it slides on the throat...'
guard looks at me intently...
me: 'no, i'm not a singer... i just try their drink...'
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