From three feet away I saw two remaining packages of steaks and another man the same distance away with a better angle.
No race, wouldn’t have been a competition. I paused and reached for the last package.
Heaver than I wanted for two steaks, not a three pack as HEB sells. Out loud I said, looks like a heavier cut here, as if to myself.
With his full attention; I said holding it up, I was hoping for a little less. He smiled, “I was hoping for a little more.”
We both grinned and exchanged, as we walked a way he said, “Nice to do business with you.”