At this afternoon's Girl Scout cookie booth, a man told Korra he couldn't buy cookies because he doesn't have any teeth. (That's maybe the best sales rejection I've heard).
After about an hour, it started to sprinkle so we packed all the cookies into the car. A man followed us over to buy a few boxes and then spent 5 solid minutes while it POURED rain, decided which 4 boxes of cookies to buy. He didn't seem concerned at all by the fact that he, the 2 girls, the other leader, and I were all getting absolutely soaked.
The upside is that we were able to grab dinner and still be home earlier than expected (and we could change out of our very wet clothes).