"Aaagh! What the crap?" cried 24, dodging falling produce.
"It's raining lettuce! There must be some kind of - ow! - smartass wizard or something around here." 21 turned, waving his gun at the bystanders, looking for someone wearing a pointy hat.
"You couldn't just - ah! - ask for money, you had to get all colorful."
"Hey, just be glad I didn't ask for long green. We'd be wading through snakes now. Guff!"
"Whatever," said 24, hobbling over to the counter. "Let's just - oog! - grab the money and go."