"It's really quite simple," Blaise explained in a weary tone, considering a set of riding gloves, before heading towards the front counter, "The first step is to not think of yourself first."
He went silent for a moment, filling out a form before handing it over to the clerk and asking for express delivery. Turning back to leave the store, he continued, "So, stop thinking and something's bound to hit you. And don't think I didn't see that stupid glazed look you got, you sap."