"Oh, can I help you?" He asked quietly.

"YOU MUST BE LEONARD! THE MANAGER!" he cried as he walked into Marketopolis Market. "I'M YOUR NEW BRAND-X REPRESENTATIVE!"

"I wasn't expecting any new products..." he said, confused, and slightly nervous as the representative stumbled in his odd fashion into the store, closer and closer to poor, unsuspecting Leonard.

"THE CORPORATE PICKED YOUR STORE TO TEST THE NEW BRAND-X DETERGENT! WITH ELIXIAAAAAAHHHRRRRRRRR!"

"Brand-X? I've.... never heard of it..."

"JUST GIVE US... ONE WEEK!! YOUR C-C-C-C-C-C-C-C..." he repeated like a broken mixtape, before finally smacking himself upside the head with his clipboard. "...C-C-CUSTOMERS! WON'T KNOW HOW THEY LIVED... WITHOUT BRAND-X!!"

"B-B-But everything is so nice... the way it is... and we don't have space..."

The representative was above Leonard now, as Leonard looked as though he were doing the Limbo bending backwards as the representative towered above him, his finger in his face. "OOOOOOOH, HO HO HOOO HOOOOI'LL MAKE SPACCCCE." "AFAIJFAISFOASFOIAJGB" he cried as he began clumsily walking down the aisle. "WAIT UNTIL YOU GET A..." He stopped for a second to snort the air. "...WHIFF OF OUR BRAND-X ELIXAAAAHR. IT'S PRACTICALLY ADDICTING!" he finished before throwing a bag of potato chips off of a shelf and crushing them beneath his stylish shoes.

Leonard fell to his knees, his arms out towards the destroyed bag. "That was a perfectly good bag of chips..." he said, weak.

"SURVIVAL OF THE FITTEST, LEONAAAAAAHHHHRD."

"Never opened... never enjoyed..." Leonard whimpered as the scene comes to a close.