Noriko's face nearly slipped, and she froze a moment, before snatching the bag and pointing her 'gun' towards the customers now. "Yeah. You are. Wallets. Now. All of you. Any jewelry too," she demanded, jerking her pocket towards the girl by the chips."
She fought hard to keep her focus, trying to ignore the slight buzzing in her head, eyes skirting about trying to keep track of them all. The last thing she needed was the clerk pulling some shot gun out from under the counter, or one of these customers playing hero.