About half way through him pumping the gas she turned and looked behind her, and she could definitely tell, without him saying a single word, that he was not in a pleasant mood. Oy vey. She rolled down the window and poked her head out the window. "What's wrong?" She was sure that he didn't want to talk about whatever it was, but something had to happen in the short period that it took her to leave the store, because he was just fine before then.