A little girl bursts into the Bagel shop where I'm reading followed by her mid-50's grandmother. The little girl doesn't say a word but the patter of her feet is so random and inconsistent you can't help but notice her. She's hopping, skipping, dragging her feet and a combination of all. It made me smile.

From about 12 feet away the person behind the counter says "Good Morning"

Grandma says "Morning, Cup of Coffee please...laaarrrrge!"

I hear that!