Jason hated going to walmart. He hated it with the burning passion of a thousand suns, and did it as little as he could. But sometimes you had to buy underwear, and it was unfortunately the cheapest place and had the best selection.
Entering the store, he headed back towards the men's section, but passed the babies on the way. Like most teenage boys, he didn't care much about babies, but the guy standing there looking over the onesies made him curious. He was pretty sure they hadn't met.
"Hey," he said, altering his path just a little to intercept. "How old's your kid?"