snowwhite_62

A police officer is approaching.
M: Oh, darn! Not again! I got to pack a shop fast.
W: Hey, hey. Where are you going? What about my change?
M: Sorry, lady. That officer has taken with my name right now all over it.
W: Wait, a minute. You owe me a corn.
M: You have the shoot me to start me.
W: You won't get away with these. Hey, where am I? Oh, no, where are my jackets? Why do I always have the luck?