Phew...

She isn't angry at me no more. Apparently, she just fell asleep...

I promised to buy her loads and loads of kit kat. I should buy by bulk.

Me: Um...can I have a tonne?
Pak Cik: Eh, boy. Saya tak jual dadah di sini. Aku tau ni Bukit Bintang, tetapi saya bukan orang jahat, saya takkan menjejaskan kesihatan budak-budak yang datang punya. Nanti bagi polis tangkap, aku akan mati loh.
Me: =.=" Eh, Pak Cik. I'm pointing to the kit kat...
Pak Cik: Oh, katalah. Macam nak hisap dadah saja...kata pun satu ton...
Me: No, really. One tonne. Pak! Pak! Someone call the ambulance!!!

10 minutes later:
Me: Good job, how much did we get?
Accomplice: Less than a kilo...
Me: Crap. We've got to hit a lot more mamak stores around here.

3 days later:
Accomplice: Phew...finally. One tonne.
Me: Good. Now we go for collectible shops.
Accomplice: !?!?!?!?! Why?????
Me: I promised to get her a few Sylvanian Families plush toys.
Accomplice: X! Are we going to pay?
Me: XD No.
Accomplice: More theft???
Me: Chill, we only need to hit a SINGLE shop.

3 hours later:
Me: Oh! crap.
Accomplice: @.@
Me: I've got to get her a single piece of paper to make a card.
Accomplice: @.@ Shall I fetch the van?
Me: No, idiot. I'm not going to be caught dead charged in court for theft of a single piece of paper. A tonne of snacks, yes. A treasure trove of expensive, imported collectibles, definitely. A single piece of paper...I'll wait till hell freezes over.
The Devil: It's cold down here.
Me: Fine. Get the van.
Accomplice: @.@