Marcel found a checkout line that didn't seem too long. Which worked out since he had a pair of gym shorts and headphones. He looked at the woman ahead of him in line.
Without Josh urging him, Marcel asked, "Do you need help carrying the groceries to the car?" Personally, he wondered why the hell the woman was here lugging them by herself. Even Josh muttered, "Sure, make the pregnant lady do groceries by herself. Real rock star of a dad." Marcel faked a cough to hide his snicker.
"Or home. But I seriously hope you have a car." Marcel didn't at the moment, nor did he really feel like he needed one in this town.