Oh their stacks were getting large alright. Between the cases of coke they were getting. Coke, Mountain Dew (who knew they came to be in 1940), 7-Up, and others. It was really becoming quite the haul honestly. Glancing around a shelf to Bev he stopped to think for a moment back to his childhood and the candy that graced his sticky fingers. "I would suppose, things like Bubbly and Double Dip." He shrugged some. "Realizing some, a lot of the candy I had had different names here."
Feeling satisfied with the number of treats he had gathered, he looked about the stuff and they might have gotten a little carried away. "Fuck me." John said, getting an immediate look from the older man for such language in front of a lady. John rolled his eyes. "Y'know, this might be too much - but I sure the hell am not putting any of it back." John laughed though, looking at the considerably small amount of money that their load was costing considering they were almost draining the store dry.
"Oi, mate?" John called out to get the attention of the man. "How much for that trolley?" He pointed out to the dolly in the corner. "How about this.." John looked at the price and dug into his pocket pulling out two hundred out. "I'll give you this for all of this, plus the trolley." Needless to say, there was little argument from the older man getting such a deal in his favor. "There. Problem solved. "Anything else, you want?" John called to Beverly while loading up their loot on their brand new, fairly used trolley.